Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sugar Hill , by - DJ Cut Killer. Song from the album Hip-Hop Soul Party, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 11.05.2010
Record label: Double H
Song language: English
Sugar Hill |
| At times I window watch out the Mariott |
| Zoning on owning co-ops, foreign drop top coupes, and yachts |
| Guzzling straight shots of scotch |
| Formulating up plots to escape from 'Salem's Lot |
| Cause 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 us blacks be, sitting in Coxsackie |
| But never me, see, my destiny’s to be forever free |
| In ecstasy, on a hill that awaits for me |
| So plush, just to visualize is like a coke rush |
| Vivid enough to make living this a must, plus, it’s real… |
| I wanna chill (chill) on Sugar Hill |
| (It's so lovely, so lovely) |
| AZ’s for real |
| (Oh he’s for real) |
| He’s for real |
| (It's so lovely sipping on bubbly) |
| Ayo son, pull the shades down and let’s count this money |
| Put the Grants in the safe, cause we spending the Jackson’s |
| The Washington’s go to wifey, you know how we do |
| No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubber bands |
| I’m a recovered man, our plan’s to 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 want a 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, Caribbean cuisine |
| I guess being down for so long I’m all in store to see my dreams |
| I wanna chill (chill) on Sugar Hill |
| (It's so lovely, so lovely) |
| AZ’s for real |
| (Oh he’s for real) |
| He’s for real |
| (It's so lovely sipping on bubbly) |
| So until I see past the green pasture, me being supreme master |
| Ain’t much more life to fiend after, but another chapter |
| A new way of life to adapt to, 'cause these streets’ll gas ya' |
| And have ya' caught up in the rapture |
| Déjà vu, I could vision my killer crew more hospitable |
| Consciously aware plus political (political.) |
| 'Cause though they claim that every man’s created equal |
| Us as native people, find it harder for nights to sleep through |
| But once established, we eating lovely, living lavish |
| Like the House of Versailles, Paris, I gotta have this |
| It’s so plush, just to visualize is like a coke rush |
| Vivid enough, to make living this a must, plus, it’s real… |
| I wanna chill (chill) on Sugar Hill |
| (It's so lovely, so lovely) |
| AZ’s for real |
| (Oh he’s for real) |
| He’s for real |
| (It's so lovely sipping on bubbly) |
| It’s so crazy I’m down with AZ |
| It’s so lovely sipping on bubbly |
| It’s so crazy, Jones and AZ |
| It’s so lovely sipping on bubbly (woooooo!!) |
| 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 |