Lirik

Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's, it won't burst my bubble Girls with the dream who like getting in trouble Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines Buy myself all of my favorite things (yeah) Been through the baddest, I should be the saddest Who would've thought it'd turn me to a savage? Rather be tied up with bows 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 popping 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 (yeah) Wearing a ring, but ain't gon' be no "Mrs." Bought matching diamonds, so they know what this is 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 beaming (yeah) My skin is gleaming (is gleaming) The way it shine, I know you've seen it (you've seen it) I bought a crib just for (just for) the closet (closet) Both mine and yours, 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 (oh, baby) You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it (oh, yeah) I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (yeah) Yeah, my receipts be looking like phone numbers If it ain't money, then wrong number Black card is my business card The way it be setting 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 real fast, yeah Shoot, go from the store to the booth Make it all back in one loop, give me the loot Never mind, what is the use? 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 I want it, I got it I want it, I got it I want it, I got it (ooh, yeah, yeah) I want it, I got it (yea-ee-yea-ee, yeah, yeah) You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (yeah)
Writer(s): Njomza Vitia, Tayla Parx, Charles Michael Anderson, Kimberly Krysiuk, Thomas Lee Brown, Ariana Grande, Victoria Monet Mccants, Michael Foster, Richard Rodgers, Oscar Ii Hammerstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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