'Licia, sis, I love you to DEATH but this is not it. I will not have twitter, atrl, ect reading you for filth.
I need you to do 3 things:
1. Drop swizzy. Ever since you married his ass, something has been off. Single choices, your hair, your voice ect.
2. Grow your hair back
3. Drop your first single while the fire is hot.
But for now, I'm going to kii a bit at this pic.