This is a song about "Baby"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

I could once again call her my baby/

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

And my kick game beyond crazy

Well you gotta know baby

I swear they think i'm crazy

I'm still just a baby

In this life, nothing is forever, my lady

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Well you gotta know baby