Nas - K-I-S-S-I-N-G lyrics

Hook:
Picture us married, you & me
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
I remember the 1st time, girl you & me
F-U-C-K-I-N-G
Girl, picture us married, you & me
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
I remember the 1st time, girl you & me
F-U-C-K-I-N-G

first Verse:
She was the modern Isis, honey thought she was priceless
Perfect definition what a wife is, I like this
Showed me how excitin´ life´s
I used to hang around dudes that used ice picks
The sheistiest, put you on they heist list
How we met must have been fate
1st date, crushed grapes, we ate lobster & steak
She kept asking questions how the cash made how my rent´s paid
How many guns I sprayed & huns I laid
She said she wanna have a family raise kids someday
Like out in Beverly Hills she want to live one day
I can get with that. I dropped you off home
I call, you hit me back
I want to dig that & did I? I did that
Put it way up where her ribs at, her future kids at
You held out for two weeks, longer than these hoodrats
You precious, more precious than lost treasure
Matter of fact I am kinda hopin´ we can stay together

Hook

second Verse:
I see you dressed up in white, face covered in vail
Do I hear wedding bells? My dogs throwin´ rice
And it is today that your father give you away
To a real man, I gently put the ring on your hand
Do we vow to stay faithful? Do more than try to
Now, look me in my eyes & say "I do"
Drivin´ off in the Rolls Royce, "Just Married" on the plates
We can spend our honeymoon in the states
You can throw your friend the bouquet
Somethin´ in the back of my head say
For us two, maybe cuz I love you
Hug you, squeeze you, touch you, tease you
As long as we together it is heaven for me to please you
Won´t stop until I tell you me to beautiful
Deeper & harder love layin´ nude with you
Runnin´ my fingers through your hair it is like days can go by
While I am wit you & I would not even care, word

Hook

third Verse:
She been with young dudes, old guys, Hindus, pa-pa´s
Colombians who cut pies, but none of them can touch Nas
Thug ones to those soft as baby, shit
She been with hoodlums & those who had crazy chips
Until one day she decided to flip
It was nuttin´ I can do about it, like she the boss & shit
Started talkin´ this divorcin´ shit
I gave her my half rib, half my crib, half my cake
Half my car, half my kids? Can´t get that
Tried to swing on the God, had to dip that
Yo, push her on the bed, lift her leg, had to rip that
All she wanted was rough sex, with her slick ass
Had to sit back, smoke a blunt & just look
With her fine-ass body & a damn good cook
For some reason yo she had me stuck & I had her in my web too
You my queen, God bless you

Hook (2x to fade)

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