Chorus:
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
Do you know what that mean, mane?
I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T
Do you know what that mean?
She got her own house
She got her own car
2 jobs, work hard, you a bad broad
If you ain't on, sit at home
If you ain't on, sit at home
If you ain't on, sit at home
If you ain't on, sit at home

Verse 1:
INDEPENDENT
Do you know what that mean?
Baby Phat, just relax
Front yo own flat screen
Black rugs, cook clean
And don't make em make a scene
When you call her on yo cellular
She tell ya she don't need
Not a god damned thang
You a hot damned thang
If you tink you feelin gooda wit a goddamned chain
You insane, boy
You betta get some goddamned change
She a fool up in the school
Even walked across the stage
And she say, "I love baby from his looks to his wave"
The stilletos, the J's
Depend on how the weather look
Flip-flops, slippers just to show off that pedicure
Flip-flop niggas depend on how dey chedda look
She all by her own, I don't think she won't never look
And her man face standin wit for him to take care of her
She ratha go to work and pay the bills on schedule

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Verse 2:
She a dome dime diva, gutta like keisha
Work that meat-ah, cause she a good freak-ah
Cause she stay on the shit, she got her own shit
She don't ever trip, all she want is that dick
She bossy, flossy, keep them ho's off me
Got a little slang, man, I love when she talkin
An independent chick, do you know what that mean?
She cook, she clean, never smell like onion rings
Twenty-two's on her whip, oh she do it, lord
She break a nigga off, got a nigga sparred
She a bad lil chick, a fly lil chick
Even on my phone, she like to buy that dick
Got her stunna shades on lookin like somethin
Stay young, hair long, she a nice somethin
She like to go to the mall every day for a outfit
Hair did, nails did, independent what she call it

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Verse 3:
She got her own house, drive her own whip
Range Rover, all white, like her toe tips
She got a prety smile, smell real good
Only time she need a man for that good juh
The bought a bar too, they superstars too
They be like, "you ain't got no money take yo broke tail home"
And Baby Phat the own, they clothes match they phone
They be like, "YEAH" when they song come on
Need a girl kinda early cause they gotta go to work
I mess with superbazas, got credit like they turp
So, Dusty feet, please don't bother me
I got independent dimes on my mind
who sparr me
Gucci hat, Gucci fist, oh shit
That's a gift from my independent chick, yes sir
Try to get me next to her gotta be yo self, mane
Cause she got her own money, she don't need no help, mane
Boosie

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Thanks to (Amy Lovell) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 14, 2008