This is a song about "Baby pimlico"

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

I got to be your baby

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And i know love me baby

They say nothings ever free

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I got to be your baby

U gotta sin baby!

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Hold up i'm your baby.

I could once again call her my baby/

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee