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INTRO : C#m  |A|F#m  |G#7

Yeah, breaC#mkfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles

GirlsA with tattoos who like getting in trouble

LashF#mes and diamonds, ATM machines

BuyG#7 myself all of my favorite things (Yeah)


BeenC#m through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch

WhoA woulda thought it'd turn me to a savage?

RathF#mer be tied up with calls and not strings

WriteG#7 my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah


My wristC#m, stop watchin', my neck is flossy

Make bigA deposits, my gloss is poppin'

You likeF#m my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it

I seeG#7 it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yeah)


* I wantC#m it, I got it, I want it, I got it

I wantA it, I got it, I want it, I got it

You likeF#m my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it

I seeG#7 it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yep)


WearC#ming a ring, but ain't gon' be no "Mrs."

BoughtA matching diamonds for six of my bitches

I'd F#mrather spoil all my friends with my riches

ThinkG#7 retail therapy my new addiction


WhoeC#mver said money can't solve your problems

MustA not have had enough money to solve 'em

TheyF#m say, "Which one?" I say, "Nah, I want all of 'em"

HappG#7iness is the same price as red-bottoms


My smileC#m is beamin', my skin is gleamin'

The wayA it shine, I know you've seen it

I boughtF#m a crib just for the closet

Both hisG#7 and hers, I want it, I got it, yeah

( REPEAT * )

Yeah, my receiptC#ms be lookin' like phone numbers

If it ain't money, then wrong number

BlackA card is my business card

The way it be settin' the tone for me

I dF#mon't mean to brag

but I be like, "Put it in the bag," yeah

WhenG#7 you see them racks

They stacked up like my ass, yeah


ShootC#m, go from the store to the booth

Make it all back in one loop

Gimme the lootA, Never mind, I got the juice

Nothing but net when we shoot

Look at my necF#mk, look at my jet

Ain't got enough money to pay me respect

Ain't no budG#7get when I'm on the set

If I like it, then that's what I get, yeah

( REPEAT * )

INSTRU : C#m  |A|F#m  |G#7

7 rings LYRICS
INTRO    
Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself all of my favorite things (Yeah)

Been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch
Who woulda thought it'd turn me to a savage?
Rather be tied up with calls and not strings
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah

My wrist, stop watchin', my neck is flossy
Make big deposits, my gloss is poppin'
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yeah)

* I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yep)

Wearing a ring, but ain't gon' be no "Mrs."
Bought matching diamonds for six of my bitches
I'd rather spoil all my friends with my riches
Think retail therapy my new addiction


Whoever said money can't solve your problems
Must not have had enough money to solve 'em
They say, "Which one?" I say, "Nah, I want all of 'em"
Happiness is the same price as red-bottoms

My smile is beamin', my skin is gleamin'
The way it shine, I know you've seen it
I bought a crib just for the closet
Both his and hers, I want it, I got it, yeah
( REPEAT * )
Yeah, my receipts be lookin' like phone numbers
If it ain't money, then wrong number
Black card is my business card
The way it be settin' the tone for me
I don't mean to brag
but I be like, "Put it in the bag," yeah
When you see them racks
They stacked up like my ass, yeah

Shoot, go from the store to the booth
Make it all back in one loop
Gimme the loot, Never mind, I got the juice
Nothing but net when we shoot
Look at my neck, look at my jet
Ain't got enough money to pay me respect
Ain't no budget when I'm on the set
If I like it, then that's what I get, yeah
( REPEAT * )
INSTRU