This is a song about "Baby fitycent"

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

U gotta sin baby!

But i think i like that, just maybe

I got to be your baby

I swear they think i'm crazy

And you know i love you baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

These niggas is lazy

I got to be your baby