This is a song about "Lovely simple"

You're my lovely angel right out of the fuckin heavens.

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

So y'all can cope n' touch

Rhymer who's "simple" in knowledge.

Chorus: i wanna chill (chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

You'll see what this artist sees, call it a lovely masterpiece.

Yea it look official

Lets change it, its very simple

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Runs from cheeks when they cry, money hungry thieves lovely monthly fees

Simple lines to golden from rapping and ish

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Simple plans and simple pain, where's my train to fame