Lyrics
bubbly)
At times i wanna watch out the Mariot, zoning on owning co-ops,
foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,
formulating up plots ta escape from Salems lock cuz its scorching hot,
making it hard trying ta figure who’s out ta trap me, Pataki, got all
kinds of undercovers coming at me, perhaps he, won’t be happy, til
they
snatch me, and place me where half slacks be, sitting in Catsaki, but
never me, see, my destiny ta be forever free, in ecstacy, on a hill
that awaits for me, so plus, just ta visualize is like a coke rush,
vivid enough ta make living this a must, plus this is real
first line &(sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)
second line &(ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money
put the grants in the safe, cuz we spending the jacksons, the
washingtons go to wify, ya know how we do)
No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i’m a recovered man, our plans ta discover other lands, suburban places got
me seeking for oasis, cristal by the cases, ladies of all races with dime
faces, sex on the white sand beaches of Saint Thomas, though this
ain’t
promised, I’m as determined as them old timers, I wanna villa in a Costa
Rica, so i can smoke my reefer and enjoy how life supposed ta treat
ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid,
wearing
the finest fabrics tailors ever made, me and my team, carrabeans
forseen, i guess being down for so long i’m all in store ta see my dreams
so until i see past the green pasture, me being supreme master, ain’t
much more life ta feind after, but another chapter, a new way of life
to adap ta, cuz these streets a gas ya, and have ya caught up in the
rapture
de ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously
aware plus political, cuz though they claim that every man created
equal
whats his native people, find it harder for nights to sleep through,
but once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,
i gotta have it, it so plus, just ta visualize is like a coke rush,
vivid enough, ta make living this a must, plu this is real
ending: its so crazy im down wit AZ, its so lovely sippin on bubbly
its so crazy jones and AZ, its so lovely sippin on bubbly
I wanna chill on sugar hill baby
I wanna chill on sugar hill baby
I wanna chill, I wanna chill, I wanna chill on sugar hill baby
Sugar Hill
