This is a song about "Dressing gowns"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

She uses my nut like salad dressing

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

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

Like a salad no dressing

Money ain't a thing

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Acting like a god. dressing up so elegant

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Step back to the dressing room