Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, gеt up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor
Make him throw that money, blow that money, hands low and (work)
If you’re that chick, make him spend a grand on it
Boy, you say you ballin’ pop a rubber band on it
Chicken heads hatin’, all the fellas love me
Step out on the dance floor, I’m bout to hit my Dougie
See these hoes rollin’ eyes, these fellas tryna hug me
Yeah, you cute, but ya prolly kinda ugly
I bet they gon’ follow when I walk past
Steppin’ like a model, he all on my #ss
More wet in my bottle, Patron in my glass
But he just won the lotto, the way he throwin’ cash
Independent b#tches, get out on the floor and twerk it
Yeah, we leavin’ ‘fore this closin’, ’cause we gotta be a burden
Understand, ain’t no man, payin’ rent up on the first
Had to get this f#ckin’ money, keep it in this Gucci purse
Let’s go
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tch, I’m the regulator
Make these broke n****s split like a cheerleader
The name’s Rasheeda, AKA The Diva
AKA Miss turnin’ haters to believers
I’m so rare, stand alone like the number 1
This certified boss b#tch gets the job done
Okay, my Dougie fresher than yours
My nookie make the fellas take a down South tour
I get it big, yeah, boy I get it big
And when I jet, you gon’ diss that other chick
I’m on my fly sh#t, we be through the clouds
You on that freaky sh#t, cold 10 men down
I’m independent like July 4th
So outta here, I need more pages in my passport
I’m on a resort, somewhere eatin’ mango
An independent b#tch from my head to my ankles
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
I’m an independent b#tch, independent lyric
Most men don’t know what to do with this sh#t
Chicks be chasin’ them while they chasin’ me
And they’ll spend a million for a taste of me
They say independent chick’s cookie even tastes better
They say it feel a little tight, it get a little wetter
Been told a few times that I’m the best ever
I asked ya man and he said “You betcha”
I’m high up in this hoe, independent b#tch movement
I’m not only a member, I’m the head president
So salute me, b#tch, when you see me, b#tch
And I might give you some pointers, how to do this sh#t
See, I don’t ask no man for sh#t (Nah)
And I don’t beg no man for sh#t (Nah)
But if he ain’t spoilin’ me with gifts (What?)
Then he ain’t the man I’m with (Hell nah!)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
Independent b#tches, get up on the dance floor and (work)
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