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Rags to Riches Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Lee
Length: 2:09
Written by: Lee Norwood




Jay Lee - Rags to Riches Lyrics




I caught a play
Had a hell of a day
I copped the bag
That nigga he mad
He goin out sad

Hit a home run now I'm running the base
Get out my way
My mama tol me boy put yo money in a safe place
So I got bought the safe

And I'm from rags to riches
My girl she bad and she glamorous
You to average
We ballin hard like the Mavericks

Ball like a Knick
Patrick Ewing first draft pick
She think she slick
But I saw it coming before I was rich

But now we lit
We took the fraud and we made it legit
Bro in the stu and he said this a hit
My girl she spoiled she look like a queen and she got designer all over her fit
Man this is it

Old girl stay callin
She think I'm in love but I just won't fall in
No I don't want her no more
Send her on back to the door

But she ain't have no clue
Just what I was gon do
These people claim to be my friends
But I didn't come to shake no hands

They didn't mess wit me when I was broke
Now I got nothin for you ooooo
Folks be fake
Eat up the hate like it's stake on my plate

And i express just how I feel up in the studio
Tryna make these hits cause I know they want sum more
And I told my pops imma be on the radio
We livin lavish like we on a movie screen yeah

I caught a play
Had a hell of a day
I copped the bag
That nigga he mad
He goin out sad

Hit a home run now I'm running the base
Get out my way
My mama tol me boy put yo money in a safe place
So I got bought the safe

And I'm from rags to riches
My girl she bad and she glamorous
You to average
We ballin hard like the Mavericks

Ball like a Knick
Patrick Ewing first draft pick
She think she slick
But I saw it coming before I was rich
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I caught a play
Had a hell of a day
I copped the bag
That nigga he mad
He goin out sad

Hit a home run now I'm running the base
Get out my way
My mama tol me boy put yo money in a safe place
So I got bought the safe

And I'm from rags to riches
My girl she bad and she glamorous
You to average
We ballin hard like the Mavericks

Ball like a Knick
Patrick Ewing first draft pick
She think she slick
But I saw it coming before I was rich

But now we lit
We took the fraud and we made it legit
Bro in the stu and he said this a hit
My girl she spoiled she look like a queen and she got designer all over her fit
Man this is it

Old girl stay callin
She think I'm in love but I just won't fall in
No I don't want her no more
Send her on back to the door

But she ain't have no clue
Just what I was gon do
These people claim to be my friends
But I didn't come to shake no hands

They didn't mess wit me when I was broke
Now I got nothin for you ooooo
Folks be fake
Eat up the hate like it's stake on my plate

And i express just how I feel up in the studio
Tryna make these hits cause I know they want sum more
And I told my pops imma be on the radio
We livin lavish like we on a movie screen yeah

I caught a play
Had a hell of a day
I copped the bag
That nigga he mad
He goin out sad

Hit a home run now I'm running the base
Get out my way
My mama tol me boy put yo money in a safe place
So I got bought the safe

And I'm from rags to riches
My girl she bad and she glamorous
You to average
We ballin hard like the Mavericks

Ball like a Knick
Patrick Ewing first draft pick
She think she slick
But I saw it coming before I was rich
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Writer: Lee Norwood
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