When I'm on stage, I'm trying to do one thing: bring people joy.

Some like them fat, some like them tall, some like them short, skinny legs and all. I like them all.

Got ants in my pants and I need to dance, so big fine mama, come give me a chance.

I got a wife who likes expensive things, so she takes all the cash.

My son don't have to say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud. He don't have to be called those crazy names.

I'm a ghetto man who made good. I never forgot where I came from and who put me on top - God and Jack The Rapper.

I just thank God for all of the blessings.