7 Rings

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 ones, I should be a sad girl
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 (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)