| When duty call, the leader Pep come hard
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| Try to diss my girl Salt, up goes my guard
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| Still feminine, feminine still, yes
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| But then next pump a hundred weight bench press
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| So what it mean, Pep? |
| I’m not impressed
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| 'Cause I wear the pants, and you wear the dress
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| Punk, you’re lovin' stunk, you’re not a hunk
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| This is independent funk
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| And I’m gettin' ready for the year 2000
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| Independent; |
| yes, I’m housin'
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| Independent; |
| yeah, now watch me
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| Independent; |
| no one can stop me
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| Woman and I am independent
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| I make my own money so don’t tell me how to spend it
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| Cuz you need me, and I don’t need you
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| So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
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| Yeah, can you feel it?
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| Yes, it’s my, it’s my independent funk
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| (Yawn) You’re sleepy, go to bed
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| Wanna step? |
| Go ahead and jet
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| Now wake up from your dreamin' cuz you’re dealin' with the Pep
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| Like Oakley from the Knicks, yes, I’m havin' a ball
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| You think because you’re leaving that I’m gonna take a fall?
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| It was small thing, oooo, it was really too small
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| Livin' large, boy, standing ten feet tall
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| Now my heart won’t dent, keep the money I lent
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| And don’t forget I pay the rent, this is my apartment
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| I’m independent
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| I am independent
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| That’s right I said it, and be damn sure I meant it
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| Cuz a girl like me can have anybody
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| So give my love, boy, to my independent funk
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| Hey
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| Salty the V.I.P., you should have stuck with me
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| What are you stupid? |
| Huh, my pockets run deep
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| So flex the Rolex and the sex that I gave ya
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| In jail with no bail and now nothin' can save ya
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| You want me to visit? |
| I ain’t with it lizard
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| We had magic now ya lost without the love wizard
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| Ya had to cross me, and now you lost me
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| Get off me softy, I’m the boss, see?
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| You can’t disguise the lies in your eyes — you’re not a heartbreaker
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| You’re a fraud, and I’m bored — you’re a fake faker
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| It’s too late to debate with the moneymaker
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| After while, crackhead — see ya later, gator
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| Woman and I am independent
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| I make my own money so don’t tell me how to spend it
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| Cuz you need me, and I don’t need you
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| So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
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| Yeah, so funky, so funky
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| No, no, no more nookie for you cuz I gave ya the boot
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| Go ahead and go in your Yugo, gonna miss the Benz Coupe, hometroop
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| Who’s supportin' ya now?
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| Got a job or do ya rob? |
| I heard you’re sellin' drugs — wow
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| Big man, huh? |
| But just understand Uncle Sam know the scam
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| You’ll end up in the can
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| Singin' a sad song cuz you did me wrong
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| Couldn’t fool me for long, I got it goin' on
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| I’m independent
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| Yes, I am independent
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| That’s right I said it, and be damn sure I meant it
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| Cuz a girl like me can have anybody
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| So give my love, boy, to my independent funk
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| Hey yeah… my independent funk
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| It’s just an independent funk
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| Get with this independent funk
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| You’re a baby so maybe you just needed a babysitter
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| Bitter? |
| I figure I’m rid of a piece of litter
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| Tiger, tigger, I bounce back, and you’re a quitter
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| Your girl is gone for good so just forget her
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| You’re blind, you’ll never find another better
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| Your mind stays on a behind in a tight sweater
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| Burned your flowers and your love letters
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| Never a tear will I shed
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| I’m independent
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| Yes, I am independent
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| I make my own money so don’t tell me how to spend it
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| Cuz you need me, and I don’t need you
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| So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
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| Yeah… |