This is a song about "Lovely voice"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Their inner voice just go's quiet

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

The uk is a lovely place, full of all sorts of race

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

I guess god cannot be everywhere so he created a mother, a lovely mother

What the fuck happened to rap when

Hook:they raise the voice again

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

You're voice brings me comfort,

That we picked up at the last concert