1: When I meet my king it'll be a beautiful walkin through the gates of heaven, seein my motha again like cookin in my heels, smokin, fuckin again we take a through the park, scrapin, doin our thang I'm lovin him he's lovin me, together chillin and he sayin 'fuck dem hoes' my diamond gleamin and blingin we goin out good together, runnin the club and leave together, hit the leather, suckin, fuckin, an He makin sure we livin straight, I'm havin children no we trips and vacations like the brady's an thangs He rubbin me, massagin me, wit lotion my thang until its wet, I got his back on me, I'm you can bet oh me oh nuthin he's never leavin me no 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 will blow in the showin me his pride, his strength, the of his skin to be so pure, so deep, the within to protect me if, whenever, I'm scared tellin me to smile, don't cry, to hold up my keep ev'thang tight, sure, the children stay fed can't hold down if I'm gonna have a bitch in my bed hand femur, always dreamer, kill a nigga 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 bout the shit in the street most spared, color gata, me off to the hata pro-playa, shot calla, magnificent when I meet my king it will be a thing touch it so be my ho forever, his is the same