1: When I meet my it'll be a beautiful thing like walkin through the gates of heaven, seein my again like cookin necked in my heels, smokin, fuckin we a walk through the park, scrapin, doin our thang I'm lovin him lovin me, together chillin and thangs he sayin dem otha hoes' my diamond gleamin and blingin we goin out lookin good together, runnin the 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 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 matta the that we go 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 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 shit down if I'm have a bitch in my bed femur, always dreamer, kill a nigga bout head shoulders tight, be the line, don't put up wit um, take 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 shit in the most spared, color gata, me off to the hata 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