[Intro]
Uh, do you take, Rhymealinda
(Do you love me Tre? Do you really love me?)
To be your lawfully, wedded, wife?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, I, I do, I do
No, no, I do, come wit' it
[Verse 1: Slimkid3]
Ah rooma zoom zoom, I'm off to be wed
To Rhymealinda, I remember, um, when we first met
In '82, back in school, used to play her for the fool
Sometimes she'd be my number five, sometimes she'd be my twenty-two
But um, screw the dumb shit, 'cause little Rhymea's true
I can't wait to say "I do", and all y'all honеy dips, I'm through
I got my chariot rollin', now I'm mic controlling
Got some spunk in my funk, I can't wait to put some soul in
We'rе rollin' all strikes, we're havin' little tykes
One is little Mike, the other's Ike, I'm sure that you would like
To hold 'em, or maybe stroll 'em on their little bikes
When they're born, I've sworn to bring 'em up right
You know, dope is how I breed 'em, beats is what I'll feed 'em
They'll be healthy like a health nut, I'm sure you shake your butt
(Kick the verse, preacher) And I won't disperse
Here's my life, Rhymealinda, for better or for worse
[Refrain]
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't, stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop
Uh, do you take, Rhymealinda
(Do you love me Tre? Do you really love me?)
To be your lawfully, wedded, wife?
Uh, uh, uh, uh, I, I do, I do
No, no, I do, come wit' it
[Verse 1: Slimkid3]
Ah rooma zoom zoom, I'm off to be wed
To Rhymealinda, I remember, um, when we first met
In '82, back in school, used to play her for the fool
Sometimes she'd be my number five, sometimes she'd be my twenty-two
But um, screw the dumb shit, 'cause little Rhymea's true
I can't wait to say "I do", and all y'all honеy dips, I'm through
I got my chariot rollin', now I'm mic controlling
Got some spunk in my funk, I can't wait to put some soul in
We'rе rollin' all strikes, we're havin' little tykes
One is little Mike, the other's Ike, I'm sure that you would like
To hold 'em, or maybe stroll 'em on their little bikes
When they're born, I've sworn to bring 'em up right
You know, dope is how I breed 'em, beats is what I'll feed 'em
They'll be healthy like a health nut, I'm sure you shake your butt
(Kick the verse, preacher) And I won't disperse
Here's my life, Rhymealinda, for better or for worse
[Refrain]
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't, stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop, you don't stop (What)
And you don't stop
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