This is a song about "Play dough"

You collect foodstamps, i get dough

Although thought that we would grow

Play up, play up, and play the game!

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Hit the mall up gotta spend some other dough

See, it's something about commitment though

We were losing our hope cause we were never oozing with dough

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Get you high, keep it on the low

No. wheat. bread. please give me that white dough

Full of fear that their career platters ain't got dough

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

It gets bigger though. they only bout the dough.