Verse 1:
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 cheques like I write what I
sing (yeah)
Pre-Chorus 1:
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
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)
Verse 2:
Wearing a ring, but ain’t gon’ be no “Mrs.”
Buy 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 ’em”
Happiness is the same price as red-
bottoms
Pre-Chorus 2:
My
smile is beamin’ (yeah), my skin is gleamin’ (is gleamin’)
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
his and hers, I want it, I
got it, yeah
(Chorus)
Bridge:
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)
