AZ Sugar Hill Lyrics

Doe or Die Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Uncut Raw
  • 3 Gimme Yours
  • 4 Ho Happy Jackie
  • 5 Rather Unique
  • 6 I Feel for You
  • 7 Sugar Hill
  • 8 Mo Money, Mo Murder (Homicide) / Born Alone, Die Alone
  • 9 Doe or Die
  • 10 We Can't Win
  • 11 Your World Don't Stop
  • 12 Sugar Hill (remix)
  • [Chorus]
    I wanna chill (Chill) on sugar hill
    (its so lovely, so lovely)
    AZ's for real (oh he's for real)
    He's for real (its so lovely sippin' on 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 'cause 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 ecstasy, 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

    [Chorus]

    First line and (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)
    Second line and (ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money
    Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the Jackson's, the
    Washington's go to wifey, ya know how we do)

    No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubber bands, I'm a
    Recovered man, our plans ta 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 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, Caribbeans
    Foreseen, I guess being down for so long I'm all in store ta see my
    Dreams

    [Chorus]

    So until I see past the green pasture, me being supreme master, ain't
    Much more life ta fiend after, but another chapter, a new way of life to
    Adap ta, 'cause 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, 'cause though they claim that every man 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, it so plus, just ta visualize is like a coke rush,
    Vivid enough, ta make living this a must, plu this is real

    [Chorus: x3]

    Its so crazy I'm 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

    Written by: Anthony S Cruz, Erick S Sermon, Jerry Barnes, Katrisse Barne
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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