This is a song about "Baby"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And i know love me baby

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Rollin' with my baby

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

They say nothings ever free

And you know i love you baby

Your innocence, so give me the key baby

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I could once again call her my baby/

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

Please boo what's your size crazy

Give me the key, give it baby