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Riches Video (MV)




Performed By: MoeMoneyCam
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: MoeMoneyCam, Moe Cam




MoeMoneyCam - Riches Lyrics




Woah Woah Woah
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
Cant tell me shit nigga
Cant tell me shit nigga
Yea Yea

I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
He fake he get cropped out the picture
We sending them shots I get with ya
Uh!
Cam is inlove with the guap
Thats your man but he friends with the cops
I was out serving jays at the park
Catch em lacking I hit as his top
Its YTM bitch on a whole lot of gang shit
Wuke he be popping them pain killers
We popping them perks give a f*ck about the pain nigga
Dont f*ck with these niggas I paint that picture
I hit her first night but you payed for that pussy
I bust down them Ps and go step into Gucci
I laugh at the fact that they thought that they knew me
You playing both sides
Lil bitch thought she fooled me

She ride on my dick Kawasaki
They get around me and start acting like paparazzi
Get out my face
I woke up today and I thought about cake
I pop me a 10 & I get so faded
Why we aint never see his papers
Imma Young Trap Mogul I'll sell me a acre
I just got a new glock gotta get a new laser
Damn that boy hurt like the edge of the table
I was a young nigga I aint have no cable
I was outside where this shit get fatal
Started selling tree no maple
We gon rock out like a mfn' cradle
I aint shit yet I done talked to the labels
Times gon get hard
But struggle what made me
I done been downbad
Made it shake like Haiti
You aint got it right now
Nah F*ck nigga pay me!

I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
Cant tell me shit nigga
Cant tell me shit nigga
Yea Yea

I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
He fake he get cropped out the picture
We sending them shots I get with ya
Uh!
Cam is inlove with the guap
Thats your man but he friends with the cops
I was out serving jays at the park
Catch em lacking I hit as his top
Its YTM bitch on a whole lot of gang shit
Wuke he be popping them pain killers
We popping them perks give a f*ck about the pain nigga
Dont f*ck with these niggas I paint that picture
I hit her first night but you payed for that pussy
I bust down them Ps and go step into Gucci
I laugh at the fact that they thought that they knew me
You playing both sides
Lil bitch thought she fooled me
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Woah Woah Woah
I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
Cant tell me shit nigga
Cant tell me shit nigga
Yea Yea

I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
He fake he get cropped out the picture
We sending them shots I get with ya
Uh!
Cam is inlove with the guap
Thats your man but he friends with the cops
I was out serving jays at the park
Catch em lacking I hit as his top
Its YTM bitch on a whole lot of gang shit
Wuke he be popping them pain killers
We popping them perks give a f*ck about the pain nigga
Dont f*ck with these niggas I paint that picture
I hit her first night but you payed for that pussy
I bust down them Ps and go step into Gucci
I laugh at the fact that they thought that they knew me
You playing both sides
Lil bitch thought she fooled me

She ride on my dick Kawasaki
They get around me and start acting like paparazzi
Get out my face
I woke up today and I thought about cake
I pop me a 10 & I get so faded
Why we aint never see his papers
Imma Young Trap Mogul I'll sell me a acre
I just got a new glock gotta get a new laser
Damn that boy hurt like the edge of the table
I was a young nigga I aint have no cable
I was outside where this shit get fatal
Started selling tree no maple
We gon rock out like a mfn' cradle
I aint shit yet I done talked to the labels
Times gon get hard
But struggle what made me
I done been downbad
Made it shake like Haiti
You aint got it right now
Nah F*ck nigga pay me!

I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
Cant tell me shit nigga
Cant tell me shit nigga
Yea Yea

I came from rags to riches
I f*ck on the baddest bitches
He fake he get cropped out the picture
We sending them shots I get with ya
Uh!
Cam is inlove with the guap
Thats your man but he friends with the cops
I was out serving jays at the park
Catch em lacking I hit as his top
Its YTM bitch on a whole lot of gang shit
Wuke he be popping them pain killers
We popping them perks give a f*ck about the pain nigga
Dont f*ck with these niggas I paint that picture
I hit her first night but you payed for that pussy
I bust down them Ps and go step into Gucci
I laugh at the fact that they thought that they knew me
You playing both sides
Lil bitch thought she fooled me
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