Getting Married lyrics

[Intro: Nas + crowd]
"Picture us married, you and me," what?
"K-I-S-S-I-N-G"
"I remember the first time, girl you and me . . ."

[Verse 1: Nas]
This ain't no sucka-for-love sh*t
This ain't no Huxtable kisses-and-hug sh*t
First night, we f*ck, sh*t – and don't call the next day
This a thug's wedding day
In love – will we make it? Let us pray
In the limo, my n*ggas, my father, my brothers
Everybody in tuxes, gettin' blunted
Hard bottles, mob 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
'Cause Will and Jada ain't need it
Spoke on eloping, but then I deaded the thought
'Cause she deserves Cinderella's ball and the whole sh*t
But know this –
You f*ckin' wit' her, slit your throat quick
Vehicular explosion, cigar smokin', dark minded, chart climbin'
Well-spoken, say farewell to broke men or rich ones
Throw them phone numbers away 'cause this is it, hon
Headed to the chapel, my n*ggas laughin', and it's baffling
'Cause 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 nod
Finally, I met the perfect b*tch, pardon my French
Re-phrase that, someone who make my heart stop
Couldn't wait to blaze that
Tired of hopping from honey to honey
HIV spreading, everybody bump the same bunnies
The game will put n*ggas in they grave
Right before they part ways with the street
I want a son to greet
Every morning, daughters and more sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin', tellin' me it's time to eat
I'm getting married
[Chorus: Nas]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find the chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find the chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find the chick I want

[Verse 2: Nas]
It was my dream for my queen to put the ring on and ride
"Even Martin Luther King had a fling on the side"
That's what the negative ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day, but quickly, it's this day
I know the hoes gonna miss me
Lookin' at old photos, saying, "Damn, he 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, nudged me wit' his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to city hall, dressed norm
Said she would love me in my Ozwald Boateng
Customized in London by guys who suit up kings
Gov, you get the rings – Jung, you behave
Maxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the gang
Baltimore, North Cacky, Mississippi
Family packed in, My n*gga L is crazy tipsy
Spilled Pepsi on the cufflinks, ginger ale got it out
Walked in the church, chest all big, to thug it out
My girl walked in, glistenin', different stones
'Bout to go from my fiancée to Mrs. Jones
That's a union that nobody can touch
I gotta be cool wit' your crazy aunts and uncles 'cause I love you much
'Cause you put up wit' my sh*t –
Court cases, baby mamas, I'll make a honest woman outta you yet
Everybody starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart poundin' out my chest like a canon
I'm happy, one of my groomsmen, under the music, says, "Don't do it"
But they just jokes, some crew sh*t
They playing, I'm gleeful
I'm staying, I'm saying vows – 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
Getting married
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Nas]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find the chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find the chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find the chick I want

[Outro]
Getting married

[Produced by Chucky Thompson]