1: When I meet my it'll be a beautiful thing like walkin through the gates of heaven, my motha again cookin necked in my heels, smokin, fuckin again we take a walk through the park, scrapin, our thang I'm him he's lovin me, together chillin and thangs he sayin 'fuck dem otha hoes' my diamond gleamin and we goin out lookin good together, runnin the and together, hit the leather, suckin, fuckin, an stuff He makin sure we straight, I'm havin children no game we takin trips and like the brady's an thangs He rubbin me, me, wit lotion twitchin 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 that we go through it's me and you forever 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 my king his hair will blow in the wind me his pride, his strength, the tone 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 keep ev'thang tight, make sure, the children fed can't shit down if I'm gonna 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 me like a queen, take me out, buy me things my high in the Benz, spendin money on me and unfound, a damn bout the shit in the street most spared, color gata, me off to the hata pro-playa, calla, magnificent balla when I meet my king it be a beautiful thing touch it so be my ho forever, his is the same