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This ain't no for love shit
This ain't no Huxtable and hug shit, first night we fuck shit
And don't call the next day, this a thug's day
In love? we make it? Let us pray

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

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

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

Safer world of broke men to rich
Throw them phone numbers away 'cuz is it, hun
Headed to the Chapel, my niggas
And it's bafflin' just a year ago

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

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

Right before they ways with the street
I want a son to greet mornin'
Daughters and more tickle my feet
Wife smilin', tellin' me time to eat, I'm gettin' married

Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
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 queen to put the on the ride
Even Martin Luther King had a on the side
That's what the ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day but quickly is day

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

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to Hall, dressed 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, Cacky', Mississippi
Family packed in, my nigga, L is crazy

Pepsi on the cuff links, ginger ale got it out
Walked in the church, just all big to it out
My girl walked in glistenin', different
'Bout to go my fiance to Mrs. Jones

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

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

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

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