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This ain't no sucka for love
This ain't no kisses 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
Everybody in gettin' blunted
Hard costumes, this ain't no act, though
Factual, the pimp shall scoop no

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 eloping but then I dreaded the

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

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

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

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

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

Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to a chick 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 for my queen to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin King had a fling on the side
That's the negative ones say
Knew my wedding be one day but quickly is this day

I the hoes gonna miss me
Lookin' at old photos, sayin, "Damn, he used to 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
Told me how him and went to City Hall, dressed norm'
Said, she would love me Oswald
Customized in London by guys who up kings

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

Spilled on the cuff links, ginger ale got it out
in the church, just all big to thug it out
My girl in glistenin', different stones
to go from my fiance to Mrs. Jones

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

I make a honest outta you yet
Everybody starin' at you, I'm at the alter,
Heart out my chest like 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 stayin' that are all true
"Will you take music as your wife?" "I do"
Sike, this ain't about music, know who I'm talkin' to
Gettin'

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