This is a song about "Baby mammas"

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

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

Rose cases, we pop daily

I got to be your baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Well you gotta know baby

God mc oh my god you gotta see

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And you know i love you baby

Well you gotta know baby

But make sure if they do see

I could once again call her my baby/

But respect is more real, and ambition the key