1: When I meet my king it'll be a thing like walkin 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 him he's lovin me, together chillin and thangs he sayin 'fuck dem hoes' my diamond gleamin and blingin we goin out lookin together, runnin the club and together, hit the leather, suckin, fuckin, an stuff He makin sure we livin straight, I'm havin children no we takin trips and like the brady's an thangs He rubbin me, massagin me, wit lotion twitchin my 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 it's me and you forever you'll be my man when I meet my king it be a beautiful thing touch it so be my ho forever, his is the same
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 up my head ev'thang tight, make sure, the children stay fed can't hold shit down if I'm gonna a bitch in my bed hand femur, dreamer, kill 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 high in the Benz, spendin money on me and unfound, gives a damn bout the shit in the most spared, color gata, show me off to the pro-playa, shot calla, magnificent when I my king it will be a beautiful thing touch it so be my ho forever, his is the same