Luyện nghe bài hát Getting Married

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

In a Limo, my niggas, my father, my
Everybody in tuxes gettin'
Hard Bottasmov costumes, ain't no act, though
Factual, the pimp scoop no more

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

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

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

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

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

Right before they part with the street
I want a son to greet every
Daughters and more sons tickle my
smilin', tellin' 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 to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was for me to find a chick I want

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the music says, "Don't do it"
But they just joke, some shit
They playin, I'm gleeful, I'm
I'm stayin' vows are all true
"Will you take music as your wife?" "I do"
Sike, this ain't about music, y'all who I'm talkin' to
Gettin'

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