This is a song about "Ridin"

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

What up girl, tell me how you been

The ride has been ridin'

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Where's the other bitch that was here ridin wit me?

And i remember long ago when you was ridin' my dick,

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Shes ridin on my dick like a broom stick

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick