I smoke goody, no glaucoma.

Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time.

If you were a star you'd be the one I'm searching for

I'd like for y'all to meet the love of my life, her name's the game.

I’m trying to do better than good enough.

Young girls envy the life yall leading, never satisfied with a nice calm evening

I'm urgin all daughters to kiss their mothers with those lips that all that lipstick covers. You never too grown up to miss and hug her.