Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Best Man, artist - Kutt Calhoun. Album song Feature Presentation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.10.2008
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
The Best Man |
I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride |
(Cheers) |
But on some real shit, you gonna tell that nigga |
Kutt: yeah I’m a tell that nigga man |
You better tell him or I’m a tell him |
Kutt: Nah I’m a tell him, it’s kind of a sensitive subject though |
You know what I’m sayin, that nigga love the bitch dog |
This is a story of a female dog |
And in this tale the dog, be gettin busy |
Chasin after two wrongs |
Lookin for food and shelter in two homes |
But when you bite the hand that feeds ya |
You find yourself on your ass when you do wrong |
Listen to the words that I’m speakin |
This is your best man |
Was a good and bad syndicate, like Heaven and Hell |
Used to run the streets since the age of 11 or 12 |
Your momma was my momma, mi casa was su casa |
Hangin out at skippin parties, thunderbird and? |
We used to seel dope together, stackin major chips |
Thinkin ain’t nobody in this city could fade the click |
Two niggas that would kill for each other on the real though |
No questionin our loyalty we bonifide real bros |
I remember when we used to f*ck hoes together |
Traded clothes in? |
state flow together |
But now u’s a man, you say you gotta plan |
Under God and wanna put your life all in his hands |
And that’s cool, plus I hear you got a boo in these street |
You been datin for months, and see her five days a week |
But you lookin to tie the knot it’s gettin crazy deep |
Said you want me to be the best man, it made we weep |
I was his best man |
Lord knows I’m wrong, I’ve been sippin on Patron real hard |
And he was my best friend |
Gotta bring it to an end, and I don’t even know how to start |
And it was his girlfriend |
But now it’s his wife, so what we had together was trife |
So I don’t know if I can |
Be a man and tell the truth, I’ll walk away with guilt for life |
Man it’s crazy that my nigga got a broad ya dig |
Thinkin bout her gettin married, a nice car and crib |
Bein a wife, picket fence man, life’s just a glimpse |
But put it all together and it all make sense |
I get a knock at the do, must be my baby to be |
Nice broad, you A&Rin for a label or three |
I ain’t seen her in some months now, ready to get punched down |
But when I answer she lookin funny and hunched down |
What’s wrong with you? |
Is the question I lay |
She say she feel a little under the weather today |
She hadn’t been outta town but she had somethin to say |
She been lovin up with my homie, not my brotheren mayne |
I’m like DAMN could’ve nearly killed the bitch |
Now I’m thinkin of every way that I could filter this |
Done over by a beezy that was some filthy shit |
But I ain’t the type to play the guilty trick |
I was his best man |
Lord knows I’m wrong, I’ve been sippin on Patron real hard |
And he was my best friend |
Gotta bring it to an end, and I don’t even know where to start |
And it was his girlfriend |
But now it’s his wife, so what we had together was trife |
So I don’t know if I can |
Be a man and tell the truth, I’ll walk away with guilt for life |
Now I’m hearin that there’s gonna be some problem in the streets |
When you see me cause this nigga had the nerves to bump his gums to my motha |
So tell me what he really wanna do |
I got milli’s I got phillies matter of fact a whole brigade muthaf*cka |
So nigga when you see me you gon see me |
I ain’t never been a bitch, that’s on my momma so believe |
I ain’t duckin, and we can get em up on 27 |
You can trust I got the rap for you suckas |
But when I think about it, man we cooler than that |
We shouldn’t let a bitch come between what me and you had, a pact |
Like niggas over bitches, money over hoes |
And not to let a scandalous bitch step on our toes |
These hoes now is way too vicious |
Days and times we livin in is way too different |
Bitches go out they way just to make you slip |
So niggas watch ya hoes, cause they sickness |
I was his best man |
Lord knows I’m wrong, I’ve been sippin on Patron real hard |
And he was my best friend |
Gotta bring it to an end, and I don’t even know where to start |
And it was his girlfriend |
But now it’s his wife, so what we had together was trife |
So I don’t know if I can |
Be a man and tell the truth, I’ll walk away with guilt for life |