Is It Two? Three? Leave

I Can Always Remember Standing Up To The Baddest Girls In My Elementary School. Wherever I Went, There Was Always A Mean Girl, And That Girl Would Always Hate Me Because I Wouldn’t Bow Down.

You Lil Fraggle Rock, Beat You Wit A Padded Lock

I Aint Gotta Get A Plaque, I Aint Gotta Get Awards I Just Walk Up Out The Door, All The Girls Will Applaud

As A Little Girl Growing Up In Southside Jamaica Queens, If Anyone Would've Told Me I'd Have My Own Perfume One Day, And Be Able To Inspire Young Black Girls Everywhere, To Go Into Macy's Or Nordstrom's And See Their Face Staring Back At Them - I Wouldn't Believe Them.

& He Ill, He Real, He Might Gotta Deal He Pop Bottles & He Got The Right Kinda Bill