1: When I my king it'll be a beautiful thing like walkin through the gates of heaven, seein my motha like necked in my heels, smokin, fuckin again we a walk through the park, scrapin, doin our thang I'm lovin him he's lovin me, together chillin and he sayin 'fuck dem otha my diamond gleamin and blingin we goin out lookin together, runnin the club and leave together, hit the leather, suckin, fuckin, an He sure we livin straight, I'm havin children no game we trips and vacations like the brady's an thangs He rubbin me, massagin me, wit twitchin my thang its wet, I got his back on me, I'm sure you can bet oh me oh nuthin he's never leavin me no the fame that we go through me and you forever you'll be my man I meet my king it will be a beautiful 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 of his skin 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 stay fed can't hold shit down if I'm have a bitch in my bed hand femur, always dreamer, kill a bout head shoulders tight, be the line, put up wit um, take shit know how to treat me like a queen, take me out, buy me my high in the Benz, spendin money on me and unfound, gives a damn bout the in the street most spared, color gata, me off to the hata pro-playa, calla, magnificent balla I meet my king it will be a beautiful thing touch it so be my ho forever, his is the same