DESTINY'S CHILD LYRICS - Got's My Own

"Got's My Own"



[Intro - Darkchild]

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This another Darkchild class, y'all

Destiny's Child

2, double-O, 5

Let's go...



[Verse 1 - Beyonce]

(Now, you wildin' in the club)

Shawty keep askin' you what's up, sho 'nuff

(Are they feelin' you?)

'Cuz they keep on looking you up and down, that's what's up

(Can we chill with you?)

Yes, indeed-y, come and slide with me

Come and grab a seat and just tell me what ya thinkin'



(Oh...)

You see my diamonds; cop a smile now

(And you're try'na figure out) what's outside now

(You think you can figure me out?)

Oh, no, I don't think so

While you think about it, I'm already on the road



[Pre-chorus - Beyonce]

(Oh, no...)

'Cuz I need you to offer me something new

Don't talk about rides 'cuz I got's my own driver

Don't talk about trips 'cuz I got's to make hits

When I'm done, I need someone to chill with



(Oh, no...)

Don't talk about planes 'cuz I got's my own pilot

Don't talk about bank; my accountant just wires it

Don't talk about gear 'cuz I got's my own line,

So don't get mad 'cuz UPS is hirin', yeah...



[Chorus]

Don't talk about it, baby, be about it

What you say you got, I already got it

You're heavy in the game, but I'm saturated

You try'na figure me, but you just can't figure me out



[Repeat]



[Verse 2 - Kelly]

(Now, you pull up in a truck)

Try'na act like you don't see the Phantom, what?

(Am I killing you?)

'Cuz you act like a girl can't come up and run the club

(See nothing new)

If you feel me, all my ladies say

Fellas, change ya game

I'm just tired of hearin' the same thing



(Oh...)

See, I need something different in my life, man

(While you're try'na figure out,) I'll just keep steppin'

(Think you'll be holding me down?)

Oh, no, I don't think so

While you think about it, I'm already on the road



[Pre-chorus - Kelly]

(Oh, no...)

'Cuz I need you to offer me something new

Don't talk about rides 'cuz I got's my own driver

Don't talk about trips 'cuz I got's to make hits

When I'm done, I need someone to chill with



(Oh, no...)

Don't talk about planes 'cuz I got's my own pilot

Don't talk about bank; my accountant just wires it

Don't talk about gear 'cuz I got's my own line,

So don't get mad 'cuz UPS is hirin'...



[Chorus]



[Verse 3 - Michelle]

You're pickin' me, then be real easy

I don't know just what you're thinkin'

(I don't think you hear me,

I need something real, see)

Understand my plan is bigger than some house or GT Bentley, yeah

(Don't look at me crazy

Need more than just money)

I just think you're caught up in your flaws, a man don't know a good thing

(That's why I wanna school you,

And let you know who's who)

And I believe once you get hip on game, I think you'll know what to do

(Go talk about lovin', what you can do for me)



[Chorus X2]