This is a song about "Greenwood money baby"

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Music is money, money isn't music

Then i'd brag about you being my baby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

And i know love me baby

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

So i could see a part of me that wasn't always shady

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

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

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