This is a song about "Money baby"

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I got to be your baby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

And i know love me baby

What them tippers don't see

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

I got to be your baby

But i think i like that, just maybe

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Well you gotta know baby

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Compared to "them" you're making baby money

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see