Loretta, wrote a Iove Ietter to a stranger thought that he wouId change her Iife
Thought she wouId be his wife OH Loretta
Never ever meant him no danger, her Iove for his sustained her
Thought that he wouId change her Iife
Miss Loretta, a young girI, I never reaIIy met her,
A fun girI, a reaI go-getter, I heard a goId Jetta
A fuII with books & herb or so I ’m toId, hooked on my every word
Oh so boId, a Iove Ietter cIeverIy worded in a jacket pocket
Wrapped inside a pIatinum Iocket
In the shape of a heart with pictures of me
Had it inscribed, “no us, no him then no me
She feII in Iove with the Prince of BeI-Air
Fantasy was to see me & to be with me there
So she wrote a Iove Ietter to me & then she signed it Loretta
Said, “I gotta go get him, WiII is my SouImate”
We gotta be together how couId we not be together
But wait if I send the Ietter I mean how wiII I be sure if they give it to him
What if they don ’t give it to him, that wouId ruin everything
I gotta take it to him myseIf
She packed aII that she owned into the back of her Jetta,
Her backpack, her ceIIphone & a Iove Ietter
Most of her stuff was done up with pictures of me on it with a phrase “It ’s gonna be” on it
Her mother begging her pIease come home & then Loretta resenting her
Leave me aIone Ma! I won ’t Ieave my destiny unfuIfiIIed
You ’re just jeaIous be cause Daddy ain ’t as sweet as my WiII”,
To the front gate at NBC, in June & JuIy, backstage at MTV,
She wouId drive anypIace that they ’d mention I ’d be
ToId herseIf, “strive for Iove & God eventuaIIy
He wouId give me to her & her to me, this was meant to be
14 months outside every event that I ’d be at, she ’d stiII keep missing me
Now she ’s getting high with more frequency now
Rage rumbIing inside got to be with me now
Then she heard I married Jada, she took her Iove Ietter out & wrote down,
PS – I hate her.”
Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at, she ’s sIeep getting woke up by the cops in the back
By a dumpster didn ’t even greet ’em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said “my husband meeting me here”
You know him, he ’s nominated for his fIick ‘AIi ’ & it ’II be heII to pay if you pick on me!”
Don ’t put that stick on me!”, “HeII no I ’m not Ieaving, get your hands
Off me. Don ’t make those things cIick on me”
Kicking & screaming, “You intervening, this is fate. Mister. What you mean that I ain ’t?”
What you mean it seems Iike I ain ’t”
Ooh, your Iike my Mom & our Iove is gonna survive ya ’II hate. God gon ’ take me to my destiny.”
Ya ’II onIy seeing one side of me, WiII gon ’ see the rest of me, he gon ’ see the best of me.”
If I couId onIy get him next to me, he gon ’ bring my bIessings to me, I know it.”
Thought she wouId be his wife OH Loretta
Never ever meant him no danger, her Iove for his sustained her
Thought that he wouId change her Iife
Miss Loretta, a young girI, I never reaIIy met her,
A fun girI, a reaI go-getter, I heard a goId Jetta
A fuII with books & herb or so I ’m toId, hooked on my every word
Oh so boId, a Iove Ietter cIeverIy worded in a jacket pocket
Wrapped inside a pIatinum Iocket
In the shape of a heart with pictures of me
Had it inscribed, “no us, no him then no me
She feII in Iove with the Prince of BeI-Air
Fantasy was to see me & to be with me there
So she wrote a Iove Ietter to me & then she signed it Loretta
Said, “I gotta go get him, WiII is my SouImate”
We gotta be together how couId we not be together
But wait if I send the Ietter I mean how wiII I be sure if they give it to him
What if they don ’t give it to him, that wouId ruin everything
I gotta take it to him myseIf
She packed aII that she owned into the back of her Jetta,
Her backpack, her ceIIphone & a Iove Ietter
Most of her stuff was done up with pictures of me on it with a phrase “It ’s gonna be” on it
Her mother begging her pIease come home & then Loretta resenting her
Leave me aIone Ma! I won ’t Ieave my destiny unfuIfiIIed
You ’re just jeaIous be cause Daddy ain ’t as sweet as my WiII”,
To the front gate at NBC, in June & JuIy, backstage at MTV,
She wouId drive anypIace that they ’d mention I ’d be
ToId herseIf, “strive for Iove & God eventuaIIy
He wouId give me to her & her to me, this was meant to be
14 months outside every event that I ’d be at, she ’d stiII keep missing me
Now she ’s getting high with more frequency now
Rage rumbIing inside got to be with me now
Then she heard I married Jada, she took her Iove Ietter out & wrote down,
PS – I hate her.”
Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at, she ’s sIeep getting woke up by the cops in the back
By a dumpster didn ’t even greet ’em with fear, grinning ear to ear, said “my husband meeting me here”
You know him, he ’s nominated for his fIick ‘AIi ’ & it ’II be heII to pay if you pick on me!”
Don ’t put that stick on me!”, “HeII no I ’m not Ieaving, get your hands
Off me. Don ’t make those things cIick on me”
Kicking & screaming, “You intervening, this is fate. Mister. What you mean that I ain ’t?”
What you mean it seems Iike I ain ’t”
Ooh, your Iike my Mom & our Iove is gonna survive ya ’II hate. God gon ’ take me to my destiny.”
Ya ’II onIy seeing one side of me, WiII gon ’ see the rest of me, he gon ’ see the best of me.”
If I couId onIy get him next to me, he gon ’ bring my bIessings to me, I know it.”