Lyrics:
thought wrong
Grind & stack and carry on,
Gloves on! tracky on! bally on!
Me and money have agreed on marrying
Anyone try interfere ill cali him!
mother
I can't see you as anything in the end but my lover
At this point I can't see myself marrying another
We try to both run away
But something makes us
uh
I'm all in my zone I'm gone
I'm stacking paper like librarian
Money only think I'm marrying, Woah
I'm still going on and on,
I'm on that green like
They all going psych
When you're marrying you say "I do" (Yeah I do, yeah I do, yeah I do)
Niggas form a circle
Where they worship idols
Niggas form
all along
She's not the marrying kind
Well all along
She's not the marrying kind
She'll change her sheets
Like she changes her mind
All the time
Tell
I've been mean I've been obscene
At times
Ten years on vis-à-vis I've been lucky
Even though it broke
I thank you for marrying me
I look back at my
you interesting (yeah, yeah)
And marrying you would be interesting
Interesting
Everything about you
(interesting)
In loving you (interesting)
In
in my vision I,
Boy we be marrying in our dream place house
Having many kids that we cannot count
You know this love is meant to be
Seen you in my
She had a waddle like Marilyn
The kind of one you're marrying
You can have it all, pearl chariots
But no baby in the carriages
She got a waddle like
to know,
You're the one my heart's ready to bestow,
In this crazy world, our love will grow,
Marrying you, a journey we'll happily follow.
We talked for
I'm marrying a mad man
Sunday morning I was about to go to church
He told me to choose between him and God
Told him I would never choose before man
Marrying you. . . I must have been crazy
Marrying you. . . was the worst thing l could do
Marrying you. . . when you didn't want my children
Marrying you. .
"I do"
Dance little jean, the prayer that you had
Was answered today
Your mama's marrying your dad
Well, my cynical heart just melted
'Cause I
of men who were wealthy
Fitted them like a glove
They all married for money
I mean to marry for love
[Refrain:]
It's an old-fashioned idea, marrying
you bitch
Bust it
Chorus:
I ain't marrying Miss Ghetto again
First chance I get to bounce world life I'm bouncing (x2)
She's like cocaine running
'cause I love a woman in this town
I'm marrying her today
I'll be the biggest thing
That's happened here
And that's the way it's gonna stay
'cause I love
on
The bride shouldn't be
Four months and three weeks
Daddy's pride and joy
Is marrying some boy
And he looked afraid
The preacher turned the page
And I was
know we agreed to wait
Till we're twenty-eight
But I can't wait
So why am I still singing
About marrying you
Sure you'd look good in white
But I
living beats dreams by a mile
When I'm dreaming of marrying a beautiful smile
Why would I wake
When my dreams take me away
I could fly from here to there
you
Goin' through my messages with you
Thinkin' about marrying you
Tryna figure you out, staring at you, ooh
Baby, hear me out, I'm in love with you
Can
I understand marriage isn't for the faint hearted
I understand that I'm marrying your baggage
I understand issues come and they go
Through
and slower and
You then ring the bell
My mum makes her way to the door
I'm think please be true
She says a man's here to see you
Said something 'bout marrying
Cause I know soon you'll think of marrying me
And I'm not the man I think you want me to be
I'm no hero
You think there's nothing wrong with me
That I'm
tho
Looking for wifey aint nobody marrying this
Hop on plane to la boy dont play with us
I think we are perfect but I'm a Aquarius
Make the fit drip
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