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10. 7 rings | 3:00

"7 rings" is the tenth song on Ariana Grande's album "thank u, next."
Released on January 17th of 2019.
Written by Ariana Grande, Victoria Monét McCants, Thomas Brown, Michael Foster, Taylor Parks, Charles Anderson, Richard Rogers, Oscar Hammerstein II.
Music video video added from YouTube Ari's channel above so you may listen/watch!

First Verse:

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 cuffs and not strings.
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah!
My wrist, stop watchin', my neck is flossin'.
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.

Chorus:

I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. (Ooh)
I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. (Ooh, ooh)
You like my hair? Gee, thanks. Just bought it.
I see it, I like it. I want it, I got it. (Yeah, ooh, ooh, okh)

Second Verse:

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, mmhm.
My smile is beamin', my skin is gleamin' (Yeah, is gleamin')
The way it shine, I know you've seen it. (You've seen it!)
I bought a crib just for the closet. (Just for, the closet)
Both his and hers. I want it, I got it, yeah.

Chorus:

I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. (Ooh, yeah)
I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. (Ooh, ooh, yeah, baby, ooh)
You like my hair? Gee, thanks. Just bought it. (Oh, oh hey...)
I see it, I like it. I want it, I got it. (Yeah, ooh, ooh)

Third Verse:

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, 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.

Chorus:

I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. (Ooh, ooh, ooh! Yeah, ooh...)
I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. (Yeah, baby!)
You like my hair? Gee, thanks. Just bought it. (Oh, oh hey...)
I see it, I like it. I want it, I got it. (Ooh, ooh, I see... Yeah)