This is a song about "We are getting married"

We getting money, you can face the facts

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Mind and memory are getting polluted

So i could go help the babyshe could barely speak

Turn you to hermit with your right or left hand you are married

Who real bitches check me out though

We getting it in baby, lets go!

The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

I'm just trying to find a chick that's flier than my prior bitch

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian