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

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

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

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

Safer of broke 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

weird, though, I knew I'd get married
To who? I knew not, thought of snatchin' 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 to blaze that
Tired of hoppin' from to honey
HIV spreadin', bump the same bunnies
The game'll put niggas in graves

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

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

It was my dream for my to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin Luther King had a fling on the
That's what the ones 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' just to sober up

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, norm'
Said, she would love me 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
in the church, just all big to thug it out
My girl walked in glistenin', different
'Bout to go from my to Mrs. Jones

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

I make a honest woman you yet
Everybody starin' at you, I'm at the alter,
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
They playin, I'm gleeful, I'm
I'm stayin' that are all true
"Will you take music as wedded wife?" "I do"
Sike, ain't about music, y'all know who I'm talkin' to
Gettin'

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