Getting Married

[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 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 In love – will we make it? Let us pray In the limo, my niggas, 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 shit But know this – You fuckin' 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 niggas 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 bitch, 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 niggas 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 nigga 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 shit – 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 shit 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]