Independent lyrics

[Chorus]
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)
(If you're that chick, make him spend a grand on it)
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)
(Throw it back at him, watch it expand ovеr)
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)
(Throw it back at him, watch it expand over)

[Verse 1]
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 ass
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
[Chorus]
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)
(If you're that chick, make him spend a grand on it)
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)
(Throw it back at him, watch it expand over)

[Verse 2]
Ricky Bobby, Stanky Leg, G, get it big
My man ain't here, got a babysitter for my kid
[?] on my eyes, Gucci on my body
Shoes is a fool, I do a [?]
I'm with the gut of mommys, we lookin' at the brothers
Like, why the hell these n*ggas dancin' with each other?
It's 2009, that n*gga ain't my man
He rockin' the purse and we wear the same size pants
These lame-ass n*ggas, independent b*tches too
They get on the floor more than independent b*tches do
And these new [?] n*ggas, make me wonder
You want my digit but that ain't my number
[?] watchin' n*ggas switch they hips like b*tches
Hit that booty doin' dip like b*tches
And you know it's perms when flips like b*tches
Then they goin' wear a thong [?] like b*tches
[Chorus]
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)
(If you're that chick, make him spend a grand on it)
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)
(Throw it back at him, watch it expand over)