Will Smith - Loretta

Loretta, wrote a love letter to a stranger Thought that he would change her life Thought she would be his wife Ohhh Loretta, never ever met him no danger Her love for him sustain her Thought that he would change her life [Verse One: Will Smith] Ms. Loretta, a young girl, I never really met her A fun girl, a real go-getter I heard A gold Jetta a fool with books a nerd And so I'm told hooked on my every word Oh so bold, a love letter, cleverly worded In her jacket pocket, wrapped inside a platinum locket In the shape of a heart, with pictures of me Had it inscribed, no us - no him - then no me She fell in love with "The Prince of Bel-Air" Fantasy was to see me and to be with me there So she wrote a love letter to me, and then she signed it Loretta She said I gotta go get him, Will is my soul mate We gotta be together, how could we not be together? Oh wait, if I send the letter I mean how will I be sure that they give it to him What if they don't give it to him, that'd ruin everything I gotta take it to him myself [Chorus] [Verse Two: Will Smith] She packed all that she owned into the back of her Jetta Her backpack and her cell phone and her love letter Most of her stuff was done up with, pictures of me on it With the phrase "it's gonna be" on it Her mother beggin her, please come home And then, Loretta resentin her, leave me alone ma I won't leave my destiny unfilled You just jealous because daddy ain't as sweet as my Will, click To the front gate at NBC In June or July, backstage at MTV She would drive any place that they mentioned I'd be Told herself strive for love and God eventually would give me to her, and her to me This was meant to be 14 months outside every event that I be at She still keep missin me And now she, gettin high with more frequency now Rage rumblin inside, got to be with me now Then she heard I married Jada - she took her love letter out And she wrote down P.S. - I hate her [Chorus] [Verse Three: Will Smith] Kodak Center, where the Oscars is at She sleep, gettin woke up by the cops in the back By a dumpster, didn't even greet 'em with fear Grinnin ear to ear, said my husband meetin me here You know him, he nominated for his flick Ali And it'll be hell to pay if y'all pick on me Don't put that stick on me, hell no I'm not leavin Get your hands off, don't make them things click on me Kickin and screamin, you intervenin This is fate, Mr. what you mean that I ain't? What you mean it seem like I ain't? Ooh you like my mom And our love gon' survive y'all hate God gon' take, me to my destiny Y'all only are seein one side of me, Will gon' see the rest of me He gon' see the best of me if I could only get him next to me He gon' bring my blessings to me, I know it!