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This ain't no sucka for shit
This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we shit
And don't call the next day, this a wedding day
In love? Will we it? Let us pray

In a Limo, my niggas, my father, my
in tuxes gettin' blunted
Hard Bottasmov costumes, this ain't no act,
Factual, the pimp shall no more

Yes, I'm absolutely
I know that she love me, I know she faithful
We spoke on a prenuptial agreement Will and Jada ain't need it
on eloping but then I dreaded the thought

'Cuz she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole
But this, you fuckin' wit a slit ya throat quick
Vehicular explosions, smokin'
Dark-minded, chart climbin',

world of broke men to rich ones
Throw them phone numbers 'cuz this is it, hun
Headed to the Chapel, my laughin'
And it's 'cuz just a year ago

It's weird, though, I knew I'd get
To I knew not, thought of snatchin' Halle up from the dreadlock
Pumpin' Sade, my head
Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my French, that

Someone who made my heart stop, couldn't wait to that
of hoppin' from honey to honey
HIV spreadin', everybody bump the bunnies
The game'll put niggas in they

Right before part ways with the street
I want a son to greet every
Daughters and sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin', tellin' me it's time to eat, I'm gettin'

Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to find a chick I

It was my dream for my queen to put the on the ride
Even Martin Luther had a fling on the side
what the negative ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day but is this day

I know the gonna miss me
at old photos, sayin, "Damn, he used to twist me"
Start up since I woke up
Party was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober up

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me his left arm
Told me how him and went to City Hall, dressed norm'
Said, she would me Oswald Boateng
Customized in London by who suit up kings

Gov', you got the ring, Jung', you
Maxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the
Baltimore, North Cacky',
Family packed in, my nigga, L is tipsy

Spilled Pepsi on the links, ginger ale got it out
Walked in the church, all big to thug it out
My girl in glistenin', different stones
'Bout to go from my to Mrs. Jones

That's a union that can touch
I be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and uncles
'Cuz I love you 'cuz you put up wit my shit
Court cases, baby

I make a honest outta you yet
Everybody at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart out my chest like a cannon
I'm happy, one of my men

the music says, "Don't do it"
But they joke, some crew shit
playin, I'm gleeful, I'm stayin'
I'm stayin' vows are all true
"Will you take music as your wife?" "I do"
Sike, this ain't about music, y'all who I'm talkin' to
married

Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to a chick I want
Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I
married