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This ain't no sucka for love
This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we fuck
And don't call the next day, this a wedding 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 no more

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

'Cuz she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the shit
But know this, you fuckin' wit a ya throat quick
Vehicular explosions, cigar
Dark-minded, chart climbin',

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

It's weird, though, I knew I'd get
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 to blaze that
Tired of hoppin' honey to honey
HIV spreadin', bump the same bunnies
The put niggas 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', me it's time to eat, I'm gettin' married

Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was for me to find a chick I want
Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was for me to find a chick I want
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 Luther King had a fling on the side
what the negative ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day but is this day

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

Father, saw me in a daze, me with his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, norm'
Said, she love me Oswald 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 packed in, my nigga, L is crazy

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

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

I make a honest woman 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, some crew
playin, I'm gleeful, I'm stayin'
I'm vows that are all true
"Will you take music as wedded wife?" "I do"
Sike, this ain't about music, y'all 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 a chick I want
Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I
Gettin'