K-i-ss-i-n-g - Nas
Picture us married you and me k-i-s-s-i-n-g I remember the first time girl you and me f-you-see-k-i-n-g She was the modern ices honey dog she was priceless Perfect definition what a wife is I like this Showed me how exciting life is I used to hang around dudes that used icepicks shiest list put you on their heist list How we met it must have been fate first date crushed grape we ate lobster and steak She kept asking questions how the cash made how my rent's paid How many guns I sprayed and huns I laid She said she want to have a family raised kids someday Like out in Beverly Hills she want to live one day I can get with that I drop you off home I called you hit me back i want to dig that did I? I did that Put it way up where her ribs at her future kids had You held out for two weeks longer than these hoodrats You precious more precious than lost treasure Matter of fact I'm kinda hoping we can stay together I see you dressed up in white face covered in veil do I hear wedding bells? My dogs throw on rice its the day your father give you away To a real man I gently put the ring on your hand Do we vow to stay faithful? Do more than try to Now look me in my eyes and say i do driving off in the Rolls Royce just married on the plates We can spend our honeymoon in the states You can throw your friend a bouquet something in the back of my head say For us two maybe 'cause I love you Hug you squeeze you touch you tease you As long as we are together its heaven for meto please you Won't stop until I tell you to beautiful deeper and harder love laying new with you Running my fingers through your hair its not days that go by While I'm witch you that I won't even care You been with young dudes old guys Hindus papas Colombians who cut pies But none of them can touch Nas Thug ones for those soft the baby shit She been with hoodlums and those who act crazy shit until one day she decided to flip it was nothing I can do about it Like she the boss and shit started talking this divorcin' shit I gave her my half rib half my crib half my cake Half my car half my kid can't get that tried to swing on a god had to dip that Yo pushed her on the bed lifted her leg Had to rip that all she wanted was rough sex with her slick ass Had to sit back smoke a blunt and just look With her fine ass body and a damn good cook For some reason yo she had me stuck and I had her in my web too You my queen god bless you
Artist: Nas
Title: K-i-ss-i-n-g