Rolex - The-Dream, Casha

Uhh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay

Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up Rozay

This is Rolex music (uhh)

Sittin' in the back of the 62″, just me & my boo

Radio Killa music (uhh)

We always with the baddest hoes, fuck the status quo

You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh)

Give a fuck what you think, blowing bottles of that drink (uhh)

You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh)

Shawty we shut it down, down, down, you can’t see me

Red Ferrari, me and my cutie pie

Blowing money fast, westside shawty 'til I die

Back to the haters, wind in my face

Louis Vuitton shades, Levi jeans

And I feel like Master P cause my cards ain’t got limits

Pull a black Visa — buy a black Jesus

My nigga Chris say he can’t imagine what this is

Can’t wait until you get home, nigga look how we living

Waking up, breaking up with the baddest bitches

I heard my cousin told his mother «that nigga gettin it»

So this goes out to them haters, fuck you and your blank stare

Arm out the window, smiley face, Rollie in the air

This is Rolex music (uhh)

Sittin' in the back of the 62″, just me & my boo

Radio Killa music (uhh)

We always with the baddest hoes, fuck the status quo

You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh)

Give a fuck what you think, blowing bottles of that drink (uhh)

You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh)

Shawty we shut it down, down, down, you can’t see me

You already know what it is when you see me

Radio Killa straight out of the C P T

Compton if you didn’t know, westside 'til I die

Hair down my back, Gucci Print on the bag

Cali swagger, rollie on my arm

See I been to hell and back, and I put that on my mom

And now I’m in the building with the hottest nigga doing it

Gotta get that money baby, that’s why I’m pursuin it

It’s a celebration when them gold presidential links

Are wrapped around your wrist, yeah, shawty is the shit

So this song for them haters, fuck you and your blank stare

Smiley face, Rollie way up in the motherfucking air

This is Rolex music (uhh)

Sittin' in the back of the 62″, just me & my boo

Radio Killa music (uhh)

We always with the baddest hoes, fuck the status quo

You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh)

Give a fuck what you think, blowing bottles of that drink (uhh)

You can’t see me (uhh), you can’t see me (uhh)

Shawty we shut it down, down, down, you can’t see me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Compton in this bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ATL up in this bitch