I Do Lyrics

(Intro)
I am God's child!
What time is it?
Brothers and sisters, tonight
All of expo
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(Verse)
Waiting right by the altar, swimming, I never cower
It's time I say I do to this life of money and power
My hands see enough, butterflies in my stomach
I'm having second thoughts so how much could I really want it
I guess this verse is my vow to you
I know I doubted you
I cheated on you with all them things that empowered you
How could you love me?
What would you want me?
Thought it was love, it was pain that brought me the one me
Marry me til death do us
Til my body is numb and purple with less fluid
These poverty stricken streets is fueling my best music
Tired then suffering, no more struggling, let's do it
My mother cursed the day I got involved wit you
She told me get up off my ass and get a job or two
I told her mama I love you but I won't starve wit you
She said I'll pray for you son, I know you need God wit you
Time to supply a block, investing in private scotch
Kidnapping's for thrug money, it's time that we tie the knot
Til death got us sleeping inside a box
Buried my money, my biggest chain and my finest rocks
It's no trustin that, so what the fuck is that?
I love the game, it's impossible it could love me back
Huggin the corner, I'm prayin for it to hug me back
But all I felt was hate, long as my money straight
So do you take this game to be your wedded wife?
For you to love and to hold tight in the dead of night
I think I do, but should I think it through
‘Cause when it comes to this money, baby I think of you

(Hook)
Do you? Do you solemnly swear to take this game of hip-hop? (night night nigga)
As your lawfully wedded wife, through sickness and health (yeah)
Til death do you apart

(Verse)
Married the game now I'm thinkin about divorcing it
I got her pregnant, I'm thinkin about abortin it
I'm an extortionist ‘cause I came from an orphanage
We was the poorest kids, now I'm rushin them offices
I love this bitch, she on some gutter shit
And when I'm cheatin she tries to put me on punishment
5 with the 18, 45 with a straight beam
You should spit with the A Team, now my mission's to make cre`me
All for the greed of money, niggas will leave you blunted
I'm on the streets and study, that's why my feet up money
Stand on my own two, best believe I'mma keep it gully
Hands on my chrome too, best believe I'mma keep this gully
I came to win, this is the game we in
It's money and murder, I play the game of sin
I came to win, this is the game we in
It's money and murder, I play the game of sin

(Hook)
Do you? Do you solemnly swear to take this game of hip-hop?
As your lawfully wedded wife, through sickness and health
Til death do you apart

I Do!