This is a song about "Sugar in my coffee"

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Y'all sippin' in champagne, while we're just drinkin' coffee

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

Ain't no better swimming in the ocean of your lady

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

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap