Lyrics:

[Jaheim:]
In sickness and health

[Wife:]
For richer or poorer

[Pastor:]
[Singing a gospel song]

[Jaheim:]
What?

[Pastor:]
[Singing a gospel song]

[Wife:]
Hey, Pastor!

[Pastor:]
Hey!

[Wife:]
Hi! How you doing?

[Pastor:]
I'm fine, I remember you. You guys taken them vows, and I wonder if you still remember them

[Wife:]
Absolutely

[Jaheim:]
Yeah, I still ???

[Pastor:]
Jaheim, thank you for your donation. Now, are you ready to proceed to your new music ministry?

[Jaheim:]
Oh Pastor, man, you just don't spend it all in one place, man. I'm ready though

[Pastor:]
Alright

[Wife:]
Wait wait wait, what music ministry? What music ministry, what donation?

[Jaheim:]
I told you I had a surprise for you

[Wife:]
Baby!

[Jaheim:]
Something special

Hey oh yeah
Do you remember (all of the hard times)
'Cause I remember so well

Let's play a little game, let's wait until it's raining
And kick 'em all out like I'm Martin
Let's go to Chinese blow a few trees
Pitter-patter on the roof of your apartment
Let's put it to a flick, put your butt up on my
Bring your body real close we spooning
Put a towel on the floor, under the door
So you know that the neighbors don't know what we doing

[Chorus]
Before the record deal, the full-course meals
The stages and fashion nights
Before we got fly, baby, you and I
It was four chicken wings and rice
And now we got more than we ever dreamed
If we got it all, that ain't the way it seems
If I could give it up, the richer I get
I really miss that struggle, love

Now ain't that love (love)
Ain't that love (love)
(love)
So much love (love)
Ain't that love (love)
Oh oh oh oh (love)
Yeah
If I could give it up, the richer I get
I really miss that struggle, love

Let's take it way back, like when I used to pack
I use to put the stash on my (---)
Remember cee-low and craps (hey, crack, hey crack)
We were poor ghetto love
Both tracking through the snow, 40 below
Stretching the dough, to young to know what we were doing
Running (running, oh yeah) remember switching lanes on the [whips?]
And now that I'm rich, life's a son of a (son of a)
Wish I could surely take it back

[Chorus]
Before the record deal, the full-course meals
The stages and fashion nights
Before we got fly, baby, you and I
It was four chicken wings and rice
And now we got more than we ever dreamed
If we got it all, that ain't the way it seems
If I could give it up, the richer I get
I really miss that struggle, love

If that ain't love (love)
I don't know what love is (love)
If that ain't love (love)
(Love) love
If that ain't love (love)
(Love)
If I could give it up, the richer I get
I really miss that struggle, love

If it wasn't for the streets, if it wasn't for the crimes
Oh the struggle made me, oh girl
??? in you baby we gonna-- I never never
For the poor little girls and a couple of boys
A little bit of love bring you so much joy
Home grown love, home grown love
[?] on your phone kind of love
Champagne love, let's make love
[?] in your eye kind of love
Nothing could defy kind of love
Hurtful of pride kind of love
Struggle for you love kind of love

Ain't that love (love)
(love)
So much love (love
Ain't that love (love)
(love)
Oh oh oh oh (love)
Yeah (love)
If I could give it up, the richer I get
I really miss that struggle, love