Miss Independent Lyrics

It's 12 am at the club, it's okay

Take those four shots of Henny

Baby girl, it's on me

'Cause you the baddest, yeah

Everybody got their eyes locked onto ya

There's so much to see

Don't be afraid to flaunt it all

My hands are on your waist

But you're headed for LA

Got a flight in 30 minutes

I can't keep you out too late

So we hop in your Maserati

Fold the seatback

And we getting real naughty

This seems too good to be true

It's like I be dreaming now

I don't want nobody else to be in your life

They just don't know how to keep up with all that drive

Miss independent, you got it all, nah

Gettin' the bag, you ain't even gotta

Check the price tags, no no

And you ain't even gotta worry about the rent

'Cause it's all been paid in advance

I'm so proud you got me singin'

No, no, no, no

Oh no, no, no

No, no, no, no

Oh no, no, no

No, no, no, no

Oh no, no, no

No, no, no, no

Oh no, no, no

Your lips are on my face,

But we're 10 minutes away

Chasin' money for your future

Lavish flights on private planes, nah

I don't wanna send you off, nah

Before you leave

Let's make a movie

Take it off now

You so damn fine in designer

But that's not needed now

I don't want nobody else to be in your life

They just don't know how to keep up with all that drive

Miss independent, you got it all, nah

Gettin' the bag, you ain't even gotta

Check the price tags, no no

And you ain't even gotta worry about the rent

'Cause it's all been paid in advance

I'm so proud you got me singin'

You got me feenin for you

All that effortless ambition

Got me so proud of you

So grab that Louis that you've wanted

South Coast Plaza is your closet

Anything you want you can have it

Living the life in high fashion

Miss independent, you got it all, nah

Getting the bag, you ain't even gotta

Check the price tags, no no

And you ain't even gotta worry about the rent

'Cause it's all been paid in advance

I'm so proud you got me singing

Nothing gon' stop you baby

Nothing gon', nothing gon' stop you baby, oh

Nothing gon' stop you baby

People gather round like paparazzi

Tight white dress from Givenchy

Material girl, that Coco Chanel

Everythin' is drop-dead gorgeous