This is a song about "Play dough"

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

'cuz we ain't never had shit, never had riches and dough,

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

I'm missing out, on making some of that dough.

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Give it three years ill get cash and dough

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

You look and sound like pillsbury n' dough

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

I know sounds like the usual shit, the riches and dough,

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

My house was commandeered, i'm all out of dough