7 Rings - Ariana Grande

[Verse 1]
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
Been threw some bad sh_t
I should be a sad b_tch
Who would have thought it'd turn me to a savage?
Rather be tied up with cuffs and not strings
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah

I got 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
Give me the loot
Never mind, I got the juice
Nothing but net when we shoot
Look at my neck
My smile is beaming
The way it shine, I know you've seen it
Bought a crib just for the closet
Both his and hers, I want it, I got it
They say money doesn't solve your problems
Whoever said that must not have money to solve them

Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself all of my he, he, he, tea
They say "Which one?"
I say "No, I want all of 'em"
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it

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