This is a song about "Dressing gowns"

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Step back to the dressing room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

But he don't rule a thing

Like a salad no dressing

Acting like a god. dressing up so elegant

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

She uses my nut like salad dressing

You know that love is a very serious thing

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine