This is a song about "French onion dip"

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

Dip it all in mashed potatoes!

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

You hear that semi clap/ homie you betta dip

When i ate too much onion chutney

I reel them in, goadomes on see

These french pancakes give me the crepes

One verse is all it takes

And then everybody wanna dip

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work