1: When I meet my it'll be a beautiful thing walkin through the gates of heaven, seein my motha again like cookin necked in my heels, smokin, again we take a walk the park, scrapin, doin our thang I'm lovin him he's me, together chillin and thangs he sayin 'fuck dem hoes' my diamond gleamin and blingin we goin out lookin good together, runnin the and leave together, hit the leather, suckin, fuckin, an He makin 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 lotion twitchin my until its wet, I got his on me, I'm sure you can bet oh me oh nuthin he's never leavin me no the fame that we go through it's me and you forever 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 my king his hair will blow in the wind showin me his pride, his strength, the of his skin to be so pure, so deep, the within there to protect me if, whenever, I'm tellin me to smile, cry, to hold up my head keep tight, make sure, the children stay fed hold shit down if I'm gonna have a bitch in my bed hand femur, always dreamer, kill a nigga bout shoulders tight, be the line, don't put up wit um, shit know how to me like a queen, take 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, gata, show me off to the hata pro-playa, shot calla, magnificent when I meet my king it be a beautiful thing touch it so will be my ho forever, his is the