i don’t care what anyone tells me:

Ashanti’s first album is a classic

she deserved all of her success for that album,
even though i hated “happy” at the time.
can i font that i was obsessed with this song from her second album…

she was the epitome of the “pretty hood vixen who dated the drug dealers“.
ashanti was riding high,
but as soon as this one dropped:

…that was pretty much it.
it didn’t help 50 was destroying “murder inc” as well.
nowadays,
ashanti is known for her “work out” goals than her music.
even tho i love males,
this new picture of her right hereeeeeeeeeeee…

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