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

In a Limo, my niggas, my father, my
Everybody in tuxes 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 know she faithful
We spoke on a prenuptial agreement 'cuz Will and 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 wit a slit ya throat quick
explosions, cigar smokin'
Dark-minded, chart climbin',

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

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

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

Right they part ways with the street
I want a son to every mornin'
and more sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin', tellin' me it's to eat, I'm gettin' married

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

It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the
Even Luther King had a fling on the side
That's the negative ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day but is this day

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

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me with his arm
Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed
Said, she would love me Boateng
Customized in London by guys who suit up

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

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

That's a that nobody can touch
I gotta be cool wit' ya crazy and uncles
'Cuz I you much 'cuz you put up wit my shit
Court cases, mommas

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

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

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