He Toss My Salad Like His Name

Fendi On My Slippers & My Cookies Always Slippery

I Ain't Mad Ma, See You On Ya Bummy Swag I'm In That Money Green Jag, Lot Of Money Bags

I Am So Territorial, That [from The Start] I Just Felt Like Whatever I Was Gonna Do I Was Gonna Write It Myself, Its My Personal Preference To Always Be In Control Of Everything I Do In Life.

When I Was A Girl I Creeped In The Boys Locker Room Hide Deep Inside, It Was My Little Creep Stalker Room As They Disrobed I Was Oogling & Oggling Little Did They Know That For Me They Were Modeling

Bump In My Hoopty Hoopty Hoop. I Own That. And I Aint Payin My Rent This Month. I Owe That.