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This no sucka for love shit
This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, night we fuck shit
And don't call the next day, this a thug's day
In Will 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 that she love me, I know that she faithful
We on a prenuptial agreement 'cuz Will and Jada ain't need it
Spoke on but then I dreaded the thought

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

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

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

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

Right before they part ways with the
I a son to greet every mornin'
and more sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin', me it's 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, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was for me to find a chick I want

It was my dream for my to put the ring on the ride
Even Luther King had a fling on the side
That's what the 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 to twist me"
Start chokin' up since I up
Bachelor Party was crazy, tryin' hard to sober up

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

Gov', you got the ring, Jung', you
Maxwell, he gon' sing, Lauryn Hill and the gang
Baltimore, North Cacky',
Family packed in, my nigga, L is 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 my fiance to Mrs. Jones

That's a union that can touch
I gotta be cool ya crazy aunts and uncles
'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 chest 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 are all true
"Will you take music as wedded wife?" "I do"
Sike, this about 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 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
Gettin'