when i meet my king

when i meet my king it'll be a beautiful thing

like walkin through the gates of heaven

seein my motha again

like cookin necked in my heels

smokin

fuckin again

we take a walk through the park

scrapin

doin our thang

i'm lovin him he's lovin me

together chillin and thangs

he sayin 'fuck dem otha hoes' my diamond gleamin and blingin

we goin out lookin good together

runnin the club

and leave together

hit the leather

suckin

fuckin

an stuff

he makin sure we livin straight

i'm havin children no game

we takin trips and vacations like the brady's an thangs

he rubbin me

massagin me

wit lotion twitchin my thang

until its wet

i got his back on me

i'm sure you can bet

oh me oh nuthin he's never leavin me no matta the fame

that we go through it's me and you forever you'll be my man

when i meet my king it will be a beautiful thing

touch it so will be my ho forever

his is the same

when i meet my king his hair will blow in the wind

showin me his pride

his strength

the tone of his skin

to be so pure

so deep

the lion within

there to protect me if

whenever

i'm scared

tellin me to smile

don't cry

to hold up my head

keep ev'thang tight

make sure

the children stay fed

can't hold shit down if i'm gonna have a bitch in my bed

hand femur

always dreamer

kill a nigga bout head

shoulders tight

be the line

don't put up wit um

take shit

know how to treat me like a queen

take me out

buy me things

my baby high in the benz

spendin money on me

and unfound

gives a damn bout the shit in the street

most spared

color gata

show me off to the hata

pro-playa

shot calla

magnificent balla

when i meet my king it will be a beautiful thing

touch it so will be my ho forever

his is the same