At times I wanna

watch out the Mariott

Zoning on owning co ops

Foreign drop top coups

and yachts guzzling

straight shots a scotch

Formulating up plots

to escape from Salems Lot

’cos it’s scorching hot

Making it hard trying to figure

who’s out to 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’s to be free

in ecstacy on a hill that

awaits for me

So plus, just to visualize

is like a coke rush

Vivid enough to make

a living is a must

Plus this is real

Sugar hill baby

Sugar hill baby, baby, baby

Hey yo, son

Pull the shades down

and let’s count this money

Put the grants in the safe

’cos we spending the jacksons

The washingtons go to wify

You know how we do

No more cutting grams

and wrapping grands

up in rubberbands

I’m a recovered man

Our plans to discover

other lands

Suburban places got me

seeking for oasis

Crystal 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 on the Costa Rica

So I can smoke my reefer

and enjoy how life’s

supposed to 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 always wanna see

my dreams

Yeah man

Sugar hill baby

Sugar hill baby, baby, baby

So until I see past

the green pasture

Me being supreme master

Ain’t much more life

to feind after

But another chapter

A new way of life to adapt to

’Cos these streets a gas you

and have you caught

up in the rapture

De ja vouz

I could vision my killa crew

more hospitable

Consciously aware

plus political

’Cos though they claim that

every man’s created equal

what’s 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, so plus

just to visualize

is like a coke rush

Vivid enough

To make a living is a must

Plus this is real

Sugar hill baby

Sugar hill baby, baby, baby

Baby, baby