Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 6 Rings, artist - Wiz Khalifa.
Date of issue: 11.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
6 Rings |
It’s just me against the world and I won’t lose |
No I can’t lose, I’m a born winner |
These streets made a beast out of me |
Six rings on my fingers |
I’m a champion |
Put your fives and your ones up |
6 rings, I’m a champion |
Getting money, put your ones up |
6 rings I’m a champion |
Now ball |
Ball |
6 rings I’m a champion |
No worries, I been killing it since she was a shorty |
Still standing on top of my glory, and this still ain’t the end of my story |
Confetti pouring, they be all in the clothes that I’m sporting |
6 rings like Michael Jordan, same team no Robert Horry |
Put me on the verbal court with my competitors |
I’ma be fucking up all of them |
Money like Steph Curry, and I dish it out to my team like Chris Paul and them |
(Griffin!) |
So lose and you blame it on fouls and how they don’t be calling them |
I put in work, I got rings |
You can’t tell me nothing, I know I earned all of them |
That winning feeling I want cause if I get the shot I bet I hit the shot |
I’m in my glory while pouring champagne on my body like I was Chris Bosh |
They won’t admit it, how many times I came back and did it |
They have no choice to be killing em when I spit it |
Give me a standing ovation when I visit |
Final four delivery, hall of fame flow |
Right up in Nirvana is where my mother fucking hangs though |
But I ain’t finished yet, I’m the exquisite vet |
They be like damn Twista they ain’t knocked you off your pivot yet |
Nope! |
It’s just me against the world and I won’t lose |
No I can’t lose, I’m a born winner |
These streets made a beast out of me |
Six rings on my fingers |
I’m a champion |
Put your fives and your ones up |
6 rings, I’m a champion |
Getting money, put your ones up |
6 rings I’m a champion |
Now ball |
Ball |
6 rings I’m a champion |
Who the fuck is you talking to? |
Nigga I got six rings |
Swagging, my walk like I’m Jordan |
I know when I’m hot, fingers look like Kareem |
When I pull that whip up in front of the club I be knowing they seeing it |
And whoever dissing this, cause they are fisherman watching the finals and we |
in it |
The league of the streets |
Winning the game with a three on the beat |
Keeping that thang in the piano seat |
One shot at your brain and they flee on their feet |
Don’t like you when you be like Michael |
They run up thinking I be slipping |
Long nose, 357 by my side, call me Scottie Pippen |
And I’m on bullshit, call about it, Willy said he southpaw |
And I murder for the squad like an outlaw |
Everything that I say coming out raw |
Plenty niggas I know pulling up with a Glock and a key |
Acting like they winning the game |
Like they pulling up at the top of the key |
But I got them accolades, and I spit that fast shit |
You just an absurd sound, third round draft pick |
And when I win the game, then right there is your history |
Celebrate like we do in Chiraq, we gon' tear up the city |
It’s just me against the world and I won’t lose |
No I can’t lose, I’m a born winner |
These streets made a beast out of me |
Six rings on my fingers |
I’m a champion |
Put your fives and your ones up |
6 rings, I’m a champion |
Getting money, put your ones up |
6 rings I’m a champion |
Now ball |
Ball |
6 rings I’m a champion |