This is a song about "Ride on your bitches"

I was born to do the damn thing

When i ride on u betta be ducking

Its like ice, i c e every thing that you see on this ride

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

We ball on top we ride till we die,

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

You ain't working hard as this

Flexin on these bitches

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I remember shittin on all these bitches.

Bitches on his dick [deck]

Nobody ain't own us yet

The bitches on your label just gave you a raw deal

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here