Man I Can't Even Count All Of

Register My Money, For The Money Gymnastic. Cause I Make It Flip Now They Be Lookin All Nasty.

I Love My Hair. But I Don't Even Remember My Original Color Because I Started Bleaching It So Young. I Was, Like, 11.

I Hate Formal Stuff. I Love Looking Like A Doll And All That Stuff And Playing Dress Up, But When I'm Home, Sweat Pants, T-shirt. When I'm In The Studio, Sweat Pants, T-shirt.

These Broke Rappers Always Rappin Bout A Pink Truck. I'm Only Happy When I'm Hoppin Out The Brinks Truck.

I Can't See Myself Without Pink Lipstick. I Can Go Without It For A Couple Of Days, But If There Was No More Pink Lipstick In This World, I'd Be Useless. Seriously.