This is a song about "Baby powder"

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

U gotta sin baby!

Well you gotta know baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And i know love me baby

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And my kick game beyond crazy

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

I got that powder, i got that white

Now move back over here to the right

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

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy