Rolexus

[Intro]
Isn't she beautiful?
Ever meet a really nice girl
And then the more you try to get close to her
The more you realize she's phony?

[Verse 1]
She wants a desperado, higher than Colorado
Her kind of model is a hooker. YOLO is her motto
She wants the finer things, low riders and diamond rings
She'll drive a man insane on her quest to find a king
Dough, she gotta have it. Oh, she gotta lavish
Everything around her. With her man, she'll be chomping at him
Her wish list, stretching it long
I thought I was the fantasy freak. I guess I was wrong
I say to her A U, U looking golden
But R U N E thing more than money folding?
Is that your permanent rune to make the magic happen?
You love cubs? I don't wanna C U B their fashion
Cause everything you C R E 8 is X
Y Z with rich players when they're gonna hate you next?
You want cell phone pics from Hell though?
Huh, you might as well go lick your elbow!
Go ahead

[Hook]
She is oh so evocative
Provocative signs flashing in the opulence
That type of girl could never be monogamous
Conquering the world at the top of the metropolis
The populous is stuck in Heliopolis
But she believes the sun is where Apollo is
Rolexus and sexing, dear
I'm guessing that's all she hears

[Verse 2]
You're so bottomless but you wanna sell fat-ass
Me? I wanna sell intelligence
And pardon me if you think I'm a middle-class jackass
But what the hell are you? A selfish elephant?
You were so down to earth at first. Look what happened to ya
You don't ever say you love me with a passion, do ya?
Like round ball. Every time I pass it to ya
I don't get a shout out. You just make the catch and shoot it
I just wanna open your mind
You wanna open your legs. We're not living in the linen
I say I love women above all things
But that doesn't mean I love all women
You're like a little girl, too young to understand me
Cause I'm a little Tony, but I'm more Manny
And you're a modern-day Elvira. Ambitions you have none
How can you give head when you don't even have one?

[Verse 3]
I'm a frog, but you're kissing the tadpoles
You want penetration, but you listen to assholes
They show their colors and you cry on my shoulder
And when I try to be your soldier, you get colder
And mess around with them again. They don't care
No stress about a gentleman. It's not fair
They look sunny just to hide fear in the weather
They gotta dress themselves up to keep the mirror together
But not me. I can't flash cash
But that doesn't stop me from my direction
No real affection connects with
The Lexus and Rolexes. How could you call that perfection?
You're acting like you belong in the treetops
I waited for your love longer than Detox
You're out of control. No stopping this shit
I mean, come on! Let's face it. Hip-hop, you're a bitch!

[Outro]
Rolexes, and the Lexus
And the texting, and the sexing
And I'm guessing that's all she hears
That's all she hears