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7 Rings
Ariana Grande
Here's an example of the UNBRIDLED LUST across America and the world today and who is worshiped. I remember when this woman made headlines when she sang at the Arethra Franklin funeral:
Some day will we find out that she was just a sex-slave of the elite? You can keep track of her--I won't unless it's headline news:
As for the LYRICS BELOW you (who can discern between good and evil) should clearly see that she gets whatever she wants and is very rich. She also seems to like bitches and will never be a "Mrs." in her life.
By the way she buried a boyfriend or two already and maybe soon even a third. These Hollywood stars shine for a time and then the blackness of darkness is reserved for them--forever.
What kind of LYRICS are these? They certainly are telling if you know what's going on in the world today. It's totally HEDONISTIC and NIHILISTIC and more accurately just plain UNGODLY and LASCIVIOUSNESS. It is entirely the work of the flesh:
"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 shit, I should be a sad bitch
Who would have 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 (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 (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)
Wearin' 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 of 'em"
Happiness is the same price as red-bottoms
My smile is beamin'
My skin is gleamin'
The way it shine
I know you've seen it (You've seen it)
I bought a crib just for the closet
Both his and hers
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 (Baby)
You like my hair?
Gee, thanks! Just bought it (Oh yeah)
I see it I like it
I want it, I got it (Yep)
Yeah, 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
Go from the store to the booth
Make it all back in one loop
Gimme the loot
Never mind, I got the juice
Nothin' 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 (Yeah)
I want it, I got it
I want it I got it (Oh yeah, yeah)
You like my hair?
Gee, thanks! Just bought it
I see it I like it
I want it, I got it (Yeah)
