[Verse 1: Common]

Flowers bloom, the early part of June

Noon is the time

Stay in tune, there's a lot going through my mind

Got up this morning, smelling like fumes of wine

My man had his bachelor's, an exclusive time

We're getting ready now, he 'bout to walk the aisle

A pimp's funeral, but we're gon' walk in style

I'm feeling proud, yet I'm feeling funny

And it ain't cause his niggas still owe me money

Cause it's my buddy here

We've been through lots of years

Lot of beers, lots of fights, lots of nights

Dreams about our career

Now we're here in these tuxes

I remember back when we was hustlers

Move work, doing dirt, girls say we ho'ed around

Still doing it, we're just older now

Fixing his bow-tie, his collar, I fold it down

I'm the best man, I'm supposed to hold it down

We're sober now, but I'mma be lit tonight

One of these bridesmaids, I might have to hit tonight

He said "The Light" is his first song, I'm honored

It's already been drama, she don't like his momma

Maybe that's karma, huh, he's a good cat

A good cat ain't supposed to be with a hoodrat

I knew her back, back, when we went to FAMU

And like a black college, a lot of niggas ran through

Scandalous, the type you can't trust

Whatever you get her is just never enough

Plus, about her, I know too much stuff

Of being straight bogus, she's on the cusp

I'mma hush, cause today is his big day

These colors we're wearing, yeah they're a bit gay

But anyway, I told him when we first started

Now we must toast for the sincerely departed

Am I being jealous-hearted, I'm debating

Maybe cause my guy's in love, I'm just hating

We're waiting on Reverend Clayton and for her to get ready

The church bells is ringing and the ring is real heavy

Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy

[Interlude]

You remember that, man

You remember that, yo

Yo, I ain't even, I ain't even gonna lie

Yeah, I can't really make it in step with this girl

Nah man, it's what a man's gotta do

It's a good thing for you, man

Yeah, we gon', yeah

It's gonna be right

[Verse 2: Common]

It's a Black wedding, you know it started late

Family members arguing on who gon' get a plate

His relatives saying they just can't relate

To her being his Mrs., it's a big mistake

I feel the same way, I'm tryna be supportive

It's hard when I think of ball players she then courted

But I ain't gonna agitate, I congratulate

It's like a weave, half is real, half is fake

They knew the caterer, so they got it half the rate

Her father, Mr. Cook, looking like he half baked

Pimped out in red velvet, his suit match the cape

Looking at his watch, damn, how much these pastors make?

But wait, oh shit, there go his ex-girl Shawna

Man, I hope it don't be no drama

That lady in the big hat, that's his grandmama

For him taking a step, I at least gotta honor

Cause maybe she changed, and I'm just tripping

We're walking down the aisle, the CD is skipping

I read between the lines, see, that's the sign

Kind of mixed about when it will be my time

To settle down

Her little niece Sherice throwing petals down

Looking at marriage

Narrow is the aisle, as they were saying their vows

A ghetto phone went off with the song all loud

Wiping my brow, cause now I'm nervous

She looking beautiful in her dress, I'm looking at her curves

It's natural to look, I try to look off

He said, speak or hold your peace, I gave a good cough

"Are you serious?" The reverend smelling filthy

But on the real, I'm the one feeling guilty

Cause if this was court and I had to tell the truth

I should have told my man before he said I do

[Outro - Cocaine 80s]

I gotta tell you what's good, think it's all bad

I congratulate you like it's all that

Got my dress, I'll stand up for your celebration

Even though it's love imitation

Imitation, imitation

Imitation

Congratulations, my man

For real, good luck with that

Hey, you can't appreciate the sunshine

If it never rains

And it's gonna rain