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This ain't no sucka for shit
ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we fuck shit
And don't call the next day, this a thug's 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 no act, though
Factual, the pimp scoop no more

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

she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole shit
But know this, you fuckin' wit a slit ya quick
Vehicular explosions, cigar
Dark-minded, climbin', well-spoken

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

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

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

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

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

It was my dream for my to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin Luther had a fling on the side
That's what the negative say
Knew my wedding be one day but quickly is this day

I know the hoes gonna me
Lookin' at old photos, sayin, "Damn, he to twist me"
chokin' up since I woke up
Bachelor Party was crazy, tryin' hard to sober up

Father, saw me in a daze, me with his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, norm'
Said, she love me Oswald Boateng
in London by guys who suit up kings

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

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

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

I make a honest woman you yet
starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart poundin' out my chest a cannon
I'm happy, one of my men

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

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