Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Best Man , by - Kutt Calhoun. Song from the album Feature Presentation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 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 |