Now all the bums is wondering where I be's at -if you ain't a barbie it's none of your freaking beeswax!!!

Dear God, I am only what you made me and I appreciate everything that you gave me, but like, I don't want to do it any more, sort of lost sight of what I'm doing it for.

I never knew my titties was bigger than Pamela So paparazzi flickin be flickin their camera

I look at rap as an opportunity to act. My head is full of different characters - in each song I'm auditioning a character.

We do it early like Cheerios and a bagel

My ideal man is dead white old and on a green sheet of paper.

Stay fly, you can call me Have a Safe Flight