This is a song about "Mulla baby"

Well you gotta know baby

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I could once again call her my baby/

U gotta sin baby!

I swear they think i'm crazy

Fuck sara lee, mrs. smith; you the pie lady

It aint nothing but a g thang baby

I reel them in, goadomes on see

And i know love me baby

I'm still just a baby

I was wondering maybe

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Rose cases, we pop daily

Well you gotta know baby