Congratulations

[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