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I Don’t Own a Rolex

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Nov. 17, 20191 viewer

I Don’t Own a Rolex Lyrics

[Chorus]
No haircut at all cause I been grindin
Two Rollies on both wrists, I’m big timing
Them bitches want my wealth but I’m not Frankie Lymon
I’m a vet in this game cause I put time in
No haircut at all cause I been grindin
Two Rollies on both wrists, I’m big timing
These bitches want my wealth but I’m not Frankie Lymon
I’m a vet in this game cause I put time in

[Verse 1]
I cut crack with extension cords, I don’t need a knife
I need to lose a couple pounds, I really need a bike
Pay my overhead, I’m my own boss, I live a fun life
My cousin bisexual on the low but I ain’t gon' tell his wife
Two things that’s not for sale- my ass and my soul
Cook the dope right and I won’t pond you what I tell my stove
Auntie not a blow head, she just be smelling coke
She only suck my dick when it’s warm, why you ain’t eat it cold

[Chorus]
No haircut at all cause I been grindin
Two Rollies on both wrists, I’m big timing
Them bitches want my wealth but I’m not Frankie Lymon
I’m a vet in this game cause I put time in
No haircut at all cause I been grindin
Two Rollies on both wrists, I’m big timing
These bitches want my wealth but I’m not Frankie Lymon
I’m a vet in this game cause I put time in
[Verse 2]
Everytime I drop a tape, I be spazzing
Dropped out in the 8th grade, I couldn’t pass it
You bought the bitch some cheap lingerie, I bought her fasit
Don't matter what size draws I wear, you see my ass crack
Woo shit, it’s the fat nigga curse
Took my Christmas money, said I lost it, really bought some work
My mama found out, no more cash she put it on a gifty
Dope man ain’t trust her card so I hit her purse

[Chorus]
No haircut at all cause I been grindin
Two Rollies on both wrists, I’m big timing
Them bitches want my wealth but I’m not Frankie Lymon
I’m a vet in this game cause I put time in
No haircut at all cause I been grindin
Two Rollies on both wrists, I’m big timing
These bitches want my wealth but I’m not Frankie Lymon
I’m a vet in this game cause I put time in

[Verse 3]
Put cheese on an opp head, we call it placing bets
My right hand hid out in Alaska, trying to shake the feds
Force the money in my pocket, we call that raping bands
My bitch got herpes don’t give a fuck, I still give her head
And she if she have an outbreak, she just take her meds
Flashback to when I snatched the dope out my mama house
Fucked some thot hoes and bust a nut on my mama couch
The feds did a search and found some dope, won’t even bond her out
[Outro]
Fuck my mama
Yeah
Fuck my mama
Yeah
I ain't bondin' that bitch out
Yeah
Yeah
Facts
Hahaha!
Eat a doughnut, bitch!
Lunch Crew
I got my brother down in this bitch
Niggas goin' down, nigga
Takin' over, fuck you mean?
Lunch Crew
Aye, [?], if I open this door, you gotta say "What's happenin'?"

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November 17, 2019
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