Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show
No. wheat. bread. please give me that white dough
She looks at my dough, drooling all over
All drinks on me like a fuckin' coaster
And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa
Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,
We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough
You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row
Real recognize real, you need some id to be noticed though
We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough
I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough
See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe
Things'll never be the same
Play up, play up, and play the game!
It gets bigger though. they only bout the dough.
Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low
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