1: When I my king it'll be a beautiful thing walkin through the gates of heaven, seein my motha again like necked in my heels, smokin, fuckin again we take a walk the park, scrapin, doin our thang I'm lovin him he's lovin me, together and thangs he 'fuck dem otha hoes' my diamond gleamin and blingin we out lookin good together, runnin the club and together, hit the leather, suckin, fuckin, an stuff He makin we livin straight, I'm havin children no game we takin trips and vacations like the an thangs He rubbin me, massagin me, wit lotion twitchin my until its wet, I got his back on me, I'm you can bet oh me oh nuthin never leavin me no matta the fame we go through it's me and you forever you'll be my man when I meet my king it will be a thing touch it so will be my ho forever, his is the
2: When I meet my king his hair blow in the wind showin me his pride, his strength, the tone of his to be so pure, so deep, the lion there to me if, whenever, I'm scared tellin me to smile, don't cry, to hold up my keep ev'thang tight, make sure, the children fed hold shit down if I'm gonna have a bitch in my bed hand femur, always dreamer, a nigga bout head tight, be the line, don't put up wit um, take shit know how to treat me like a queen, me out, buy me things my baby high in the Benz, money on me and unfound, gives a damn bout the in the street most spared, color gata, show me off to the pro-playa, shot calla, balla when I meet my king it be a beautiful thing touch it so be my ho forever, his is the same