Nas - Getting Married Lyrics
[Chorus]Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigoloIt was difficult for me to find a chick I want[Nas]This ain't no sucka for love shitThis ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we ***** shitAnd don't call the next day, this a thug's wedding dayAnd love, will we make it? Let us pray...In a limo, my niggas, my father, my brothersEverybody in tuxes gettin' bluntedHard Bottasmov costumes, this ain't no act, thoughFactual, the pimp shall scoop no moreYes, I'm absolutely sureI know that she love me, I know that she faithfulWe spoke on a prenuptial agreement cuz Will and Jada ain't need itSpoke on eloping but then I deaded the thoughtCuz she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole shitBut know this, you *****in' wit a slit ya throat quickBehicular explosions, cigar smokin'Dark-minded, chart climbin, well-spokenSafer world of broke men to rich onesThrow them phone numbers away cuz this is it, hunHeaded to the Chapel, my niggas laughinAnd it's bafflin cuz just a year agoIt's weird, though, I knew I'd get marriedTo who? I knew not, thought of snatchin Halle up from the dreadlockPumpin' Sade, my head knotFinally, I met the perfect *****, pardon my french, rephrase thatSomeone who made my heart stop, couldn't wait to blaze thatTired of hoppin' from honey to honeyHIV spreadin', everybody bump the same bunniesstreetI want a son to greet every mornin'Daughters and more sons tickle my feetWife smilin', tellin' me it's time to eatI'm gettin' married[Chorus x3][Nas]It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the rideEven Marrin Luther King had a fling on the sideThat's what the negative ones sayKnew my wedding would be one day but quickly is this dayI know the hoes gonna miss meLookin' at old photos, sayin, "Damn, used to twist me"Start chokin' up since I woke upBachelor Party was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober upFather saw me in a daze, knudged me with his left armTold me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed norm'Said she would love me and my eyes were boatingCustomized in London by guys who suit up kingsGov', you got the ring, Jung', you behaveMaxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the gangBaltimore, North Cacky', MississippiFamily packed in, my nigga, L is crazy tipsySpilled Pepsi on the cufflinks, ginger ale got it outWatched in the church, just all big to thug it outMy girl walked in glistenin', different stones'Bout to go from my fiance to Mrs. JonesThat's a union nobody can touchI gotta be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and unclesCuz I love you much...cuz you put up wit my shitCourt cases, baby mommasI make an honest woman outta you yetEverybody starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin'Heart poundin' out my chest like a cannonI'm happy, one of my Groom's menUnder the music says, "Don't do it"But they just joke, some crew shitThey playin, I'm gleeful, I'm stayin'I'm sayin' vows that are all true"Will you take music as your wedded wife?""I do."Sike, this ain't about music, y'all know who I'm talkin' toGettin' married[Chorus x3]
