ROLEX, THE OCEAN

I just want a Rolex
See this is my conflict
Is I don't get no rest
I just diamonds on my fingertips
Well, I can't reason these things at all
I got a plane to catch
I have been since fall
Next to the ocean
I just want you to like me
Girl I know that you like me
In spite of the things you know about me
Well, I've slept before on a marble floor
I'm next to the ocean
Next to the ocean
Well, I just want your money
Give me all your money
I don't need your hand
I just want applause
I just want your money
Give me all your money
I don't need your hand
I just want applause
I want some lean on my face
I want some lean on my face
I want some lean in my drink
I want a see-through pink
And I don't want no Gucci belt
I like the way them models felt
Was raised up so comfortably
So why do I want luxury?
Give me all your money
I just want your money
I don't need your hands
I just want to blow
And I just wanna Rolex
See this is my conflict
When I don't get no rest
I just want diamonds on my fingertips
Well, I can't reason these things at all
No, no, no, no