Six Rings Lyrics

KA$HE!

Stack the paper, run it up

Bags in tha brinks truck

Damn, I can't get enough

She can't even get me up

Lean in my sippy cup

Got my stomach blowin' up

She wanna be my passenger

Shawty got me Brackin' up

Damn, I'm fell outta love

But I'm still up in them guts

Three point stance I'm sayin hut

You can never call me bluff

Young nigga, that's on his stuff

Fuck nigga, I can switch it up

Yeah

Fuck nigga, I can switch it up

Yeah

Sick rings on my fuckin' finger

Diamonds shinin', got a block all my haters

By my lonely, yeah, I gotta get this paper

If it's drama, yeah, I gotta see you later

And bitch, fuck a hater

I had to stay down and get me some paper

Created for greatness, but I'm greater

Run tha whole town, you'll think I'm the mayor

Flip them bags , I'm comin' up

Don't worry about what's in my cup

Sippin' on mud, wanna throw it up

Sippin' out a chain, you can call me Chuck

Gas Hercules , I can barely puff

I can't lie, I don't give a fuck

They ain't hearin' me till I'm comin' up

Smokin' Russian cream, fuck your Starbucks

I can't lie, boy I'm high as fuck

They want respect, but I can't give them nun

Took my time, wait my time come

Off deze drugs , put my pain on the song

Stack that paper, run it up

Bags in tha Brinks truck

Damn, I can't get enough

She can't even give me up

Lean in my sippin' cup

Got my stomach blowin' up

She wanna be my passenger

Shawty got me Brackin' up

Damn, I fell out of love

But I'm still up in them guts

Three point stance I'm sayin hut

You can never call me bluff

Young nigga but on his stuff

Fuck nigga, I can switch it up

Yeah

Fuck nigga, I can switch it up

Six rings on my fuckin' finger

On my finger

Six Rings on my fuckin' finger

On my finger

Six Rings on my fuckin' finger

On my finger

Ayy, ayy

Six Rings on my fuckin' finger

Yeah