This is a song about "Baby moma"

U gotta sin baby!

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I could once again call her my baby/

I just want somebody i can see

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

And i know love me baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Parents treat me like a baby

Well you gotta know baby

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby