Verse 1:   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      Verse 2:   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