She's back, and she's throwing down a colossal croissant of hip-hop with so many buttery, flaky layers that I can't quite wrap my brain around it. Why question perfection?
Ya get me hotter than a stick of hot glue
And I'm scrap-bookin' everything we do...
Can a tour be far behind? I'm going to bedazzle something fabulous for the event. I'm so digging the gold lamé octopus epaulettes, too. Good stuff.
Flash back to earlier this year, my could-have-been moment that wasn't, as Leslie made me think she loved me, then dashed my heart to the rocks. Read all about it here.