We come through the money and the garter belts
Let 'em know we 'bout that 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, getting love from the jews
Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Betta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)
Mocca chocolata (what)
Creole Lady Marmalade
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