Practice good personal hygiene. Wash your hands before you eat. Be aware of good clean water and food sources.
This treadmill lifestyle ain't workin for me...
It's from ya crib to ya lab to ya job to make a profit,
And at the day's end you still got nothing accomplished.
I'll tell ya, I don't get no respect... The other day, I got back from a business trip. I got in a cab and said to the driver, "Hey! Take me to where the action is!" So ya know where he took me? He took me to my house!
I think when I'm cast in things, people take that as part of the package that I would like to have some sort of creative control and they know what I'm capable of, so they let me come on the day with my own ammunition.
My mom is at my house every day, and she nags me about everything, especially hygiene.
When I was a little girl - if I could have - I would have gone a year without washing my hair. I hated it, to the point where my sisters had to pay me to wash my hair. I think, after experiencing that, I like to wash it every day.
My biggest secret is that I don't over-wash my hair. I wash it twice a week at the most, unless I'm on set every day.
It's so much a part of me that it's almost hard to describe myself in the absence of it. I know that for me it means asking for guidance, and that in the toughest times there's a personal savior that I can rely on. And I'm very grateful to my parents for giving me that.
You can't take the heat, get ya ass out the kitchen
Matter fact, take ya ass back in there and wash the dishes.
Basically, the last 30 minutes of 'Goodfellas,' that was my neighborhood... literally. There were people on my street who did nothing but just wash their car all day and wait for a package, and that's what I thought being an adult was.
I like to go one week with braids, and on the eighth day take it down, wash it, condition it. Then every two days wash it and condition it.
It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it.
I still work on it almost every day in the gym. You have to know your body and that also means knowing when it's time to rest. Sometimes the coach will manage me and give me a day off so that I'm right for the weekend.
Scared ya, did I? Aw, that's sweet. Don't worry the shocks won't kill me," she whispered. "They only make me stronger. Anyway, it was worth it to give that cow a black eye, ya know?
He had the kind of face only a mother could love. If that mother was blind in one eye, and had that sort of milky film over the other one, ya..ya know, ya know what I mean? But still he was my identical twin.
It's only five rappers out of Atlanta who bussin and I'm one of 'em; the other four you know who you are; but if you gotta think twice (well) shawty ya ain't nice; regardless of ya publishin' deal ya can't write