Yeah, yeah, aw
We come through with the money in the garter belts
Let them know we bout the cake, straight out the gate
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours?
Disagree?!, well that's you and I'm sorry!
I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear high heeled shoes, gettin love from the dudes
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
You wanna gitchy gitchy ya ya (come on)
Mocha chocolata, what?