(Chorus)
I want a bi**h in a Benz, skrr
I wanna date her best friend
I want the Louis V lens, ay
I want the Wraith with the tint, skrr
I want the finer things
I want designer things
I want a lot of things
I just want the rings
I just want the rings
I just want the rings
I just want the rings, the rings
I just want the rings, I just want the
I just want the rings, I just want the
(Verse 1)
I want the Porsche, ain’t going back and forth
Don’t got no remorse, I carry the torch
And for what its worth , I won’t get divorced
I want the ring like it’s Bron, Bron, I want the ring like I’m Draymond
I want the ring like I’m Ray John, I want the ring like Neymar
It don’t matter if we done by 4, if the gang went up in the fourth
I’m like Bill Russell up on the court
Want a bad bi**h who dress up in Dior, who drink codeine just like
I’m like Phil Jackson up in New York, I might go on the PGA Tour
I just want the rings, I just want the
I just want the rings, I just want the, I just want the
(Refrain)
I just want the rings, I want the rings, the rings, yeah yeah
I wanna be the bando, what they means
(Chorus)
I want a bi**h in a Benz, skrr
I wanna date her best friend
I want the Louis V lens, ay
I want the Wraith with the tint, skrr
I want the finer things
I want designer things
I want a lot of things
I just want the rings, I just want the
I just want the rings, I just want the
I just want the rings, I just want the
I just want the rings, the rings, the rings, the rings
(Skit)
It took a lot of mothaf**king sacrifices just to get here, you dig?
This s**t ain’t sweet
I had to, I had to go out there and get this s**t
I had to go out there and get it. This s**t wasn’t gon come to me
(Verse 2)
Yeah, I just want the rings
Yeah, like I’m down on one knee
Yeah, and it ain’t no
Yeah, everything what it seems
Yeah, I been having bad dreams
Yeah, that I was a has-been
Yeah, ain’t going back to D League
Yeah, the Dream Team
Yeah, I feel like Larry Bird, I feel like Julius Erving
I feel like Magic Johnson, they gon retire my jersey
They gon owe me an apology, I just earned me a ring like I’m Iverson
I feel like Kobe, shoot a thousand shots a day
Where I’m from, yeah, that ain’t nothing, they shoot a thousand shots a day
Lotta sacrifices that it takes, are you willing to do what it takes?
I wanna be mentioned with Pacs and Bigs and Dres and Yes and Jays
(Chorus)
I want a bi**h in a Benz, skrr
I wanna date her best friend
I want the Louis V lens, ay
I want the Wraith with the tint, skrr
I want the finer things
I want designer things
I want a lot of things
I just want the rings
I just want the rings
I just want the rings
I just want the rings, the rings
I just want the rings, I just want the
I just want the rings, I just want the
