Текст песни Nas - Getting Married

Street's Disciple
Жанр: Rap / Hip-Hop / East Coast Rap
Исполнитель: Nas
Альбом: Street's Disciple
Длительность: 03:48
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"Getting Married" [Chorus] Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo It was difficult for me to find a chick I want [Nas] This ain't no sucka for love shit This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we fuck shit And don't call the next day, this a thug's wedding day And love, will we make it? Let us pray... In a limo, my niggas, my father, my brothers Everybody in tuxes gettin' blunted Hard Bottasmov costumes, this ain't no act, though Factual, the pimp shall scoop no more Yes, I'm absolutely sure I know that she love me, I know that she faithful We spoke on a prenuptial agreement cuz Will and Jada ain't need it Spoke on eloping but then I deaded the thought Cuz she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole shit But know this, you fuckin' wit a slit ya throat quick Behicular explosions, cigar smokin' Dark-minded, chart climbin, well-spoken Safer world of broke men to rich ones Throw them phone numbers away cuz this is it, hun Headed to the Chapel, my niggas laughin And it's bafflin cuz just a year ago It's weird, though, I knew I'd get married To who? I knew not, thought of snatchin Halle up from the dreadlock Pumpin' Sade, my head knot Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my french, rephrase that Someone who made my heart stop, couldn't wait to blaze that Tired of hoppin' from honey to honey HIV spreadin', everybody bump the same bunnies The game'll put niggas in they graves right before they part ways with the street I want a son to greet every mornin' Daughters and more sons tickle my feet Wife smilin', tellin' me it's time to eat I'm gettin' married [Chorus x3] [Nas] It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on the ride Even Marrin Luther King had a fling on the side That's what the negative ones say Knew my wedding would be one day but quickly is this day I know the hoes gonna miss me Lookin' at old photos, sayin, "Damn, used to twist me" Start chokin' up since I woke up Bachelor Party was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober up Father saw me in a daze, knudged me with his left arm Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed norm' Said she would love me and my eyes were boating Customized in London by guys who suit up kings Gov', you got the ring, Jung', you behave Maxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the gang Baltimore, North Cacky', Mississippi Family packed in, my nigga, L is crazy tipsy Spilled Pepsi on the cufflinks, ginger ale got it out Watched in the church, just all big to thug it out My girl walked in glistenin', different stones 'Bout to go from my fiance to Mrs. Jones That's a union nobody can touch I gotta be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and uncles Cuz I love you much...cuz you put up wit my shit Court cases, baby mommas I make an honest woman outta you yet Everybody starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin' Heart poundin' out my chest like a cannon I'm happy, one of my Groom's men Under the music says, "Don't do it" But they just joke, some crew shit They 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' to Gettin' married
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