This is a song about "Baby fitycent"

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Eyes never lazyg.e.d-ing on the daily

It aint nothing but a g thang baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Well you gotta know baby

What happens in vegas, stays in vegas baby

Trying to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy

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

Please boo what's your size crazy

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

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

And all women who had light features, see

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

I got to be your baby