Rolex Rulez Lyrics - Singles - Yukmouth

Yes, yes, yes, uh! 

Balla shit, nigga 

Timer shit nigga 

(Regime shit baby) 

Flossy shit, boi! 

(Smoke-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot) 

Rolex Rulez 

Check it, we rock big jew-els an shit, big karats an baggets an shit 

Muthafuckas be starrin, niggas packin big thangs too nigga, uh 

I started off wit heata shit 

Carry a nine millameter shit 

Rolex on my wrist 

Never fuckin' wit Geneve shit 

(playboy what's Geneve shit?) 

Somethin' like 20 g's cheaper shit 

Tryin' to pawn this shit, but the jewelry store tell you to keep the shit 

Look juss like a Rollie, but it really ain't Rollie 

What the fuck you think homie, you walkin' around wit fake Rollie 

I never knew that swap meets a-wraps could make Rollie 

The Motra fake Rollie's, yo time an date gone break Rollie 

The type of shit a thief won't even attempt to take Rollie 

Go out on a date, start makin' bitches hate Rollie 

Now pump yo brakes homie 

Only the ballin'' qualified can rock the platinum, oyster, in distant 

Rolex wear outside 

"Stayin Alive" like Wyclef, gettin' high until my eyes shut 

Wise steps, hands carrassin' my tech 

Rolex under my sleeve nigga 

To each nigga playa hatin', I make you muthafuckas bleed quicka 

I read niggas 

Look in my eyes an die slowly 

Meet my four-five 

Niggas done died fo a Rollie 

I leave yo chest over yo family outside lonely 

They died on the stretch an take an ambulance ride homie 

My four-five told me, that shit that crucify homies 

If I didn't, got so many down niggas ready to ride fo me 

Die fo me 

Eye fo an eye homie 

That's what you get for tryin' to rob me fo my Rollie nigga 

Rolex Rulez 

Well an nigga wit the Rolex on 

You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong 

Some kinda gat or thang on him 

Hit you bullet rain storms 

When you got the Rolex watch, piece an chain on, listen 

Well an nigga wit the Rolex on 

You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong 

Some kinda gat or thang on him 

Hit you bullet rain storms 

When you got the Rolex watch, piece an chain on, listen 

To all my real playas 

Throw yo Rollie's in the sky 

Wave 'em side to side 

Then keep yo four-five caulked to ride 

So many muthafuckas done died 

Tryin' to steal a Rolex watch 

Especially tryin' to steal mines 

I remember the day I bought my first watch 

The turfs hot 

Slangin' them birdies, that chirpin' jus' don't stop 

Raise niggas off the block who turf hop 

Jus' got my first 5 in the world to check in the jewelry store the first spot 

I'm wet cash the check, grab the tech an jet 

10 G's in my pocket headed straight to Spence 

I want my shit all baggets 

But it cost too much 

Had to fuck wit somethin' less 

Ain't tryin' to floss too much 

A straight gold Presidential 

No diamonds down the wrist 

Princess cabezel 

You know 

That's small timer shit 

But fuck that! 

I got the Rolex, chain an ring that match 

Stack my scratch, until I got enough green to bring shit back 

Exchange? Yes! 

Give up the chain an gain a Rolex 

Drop some G's 

It's juss like property so invest 

An if you ever go broke, don't feel depressed under stress 

Pawn yo shit, I give you what you paid an not a dolla less 

That's big timer shit 

White colla' shit, so I jet 

I see some niggas casin' the set 

Hangin' out by my Lex 

I grab the muthafuckin' Tech 9 

The first time, I get to hear that muthafucka scream an whine 

Rolex Rulez! 

Well an nigga wit the Rolex on 

You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong 

Some kinda gat or thang on him 

Hit you bullet rain storms 

When you got the Rolex watch, piece an chain on, listen 

Well an nigga wit the Rolex on 

You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong 

Some kinda gat or thang on him 

Hit you bullet rain storms 

When you got the Rolex watch, piece an chain on, listen 

Uh, to all my real playas, nigga, uh 

Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch 

Regime shit, uh 

Sometimes you gotta floss, sometimes keep that shit up under yo sleeve 

Haha 'cause niggas tryin' to get us 

But I keep big heats, nigga Uh 

How many holes you want in yo ass? 

Blow, blow 

1, 2, or 3? Nigga what? 

Blow, blow 

Back the fuck up nigga We do our thang, Rolex Rulez 

I suggest you pack a gat too, my ballin' ass potna 

Or you will get flat lined 

Done deal