Miss Independent
By : Ne-yo
She got her own thing
That’s why I love her
Miss independent
Won’t you come and spend a little time ?
She got her own thing
That’s why I love her
Miss independent
Ooh the way you shine
Miss independent
something about woman that can do it for herself
I look at her and it makes me proud, there’s something about her
About the women that don’t even need my help
She says she got it, she got it, no doubt, there’s something about her
Cuz she work like the boss, play like the boss
Car and a crib, she about to pay ‘em both off
And her bills are paid on time
She made for a boss, Soley a boss,
Anything less, she’s telling ‘em to get lost
That’s the girl that on my mind
Her favourite thing, is to say “don’t worry I got it”
And everything she got, best believe she bought it
She gon’ steal my heart, ain’t no doubt about it,
Girl you’re everything I need, said your everything I need
in my seven posting, i will tell real story about stronger women. More than anything, women is spring inspiration for anybody. Like a mother. women doesnt perfect if she not yet pregnant,birthing,brestfeed, and take care her son. Don’t imaging how much mother sacrifice who body and soul for her son. In the story, much thing and must you know that women stronger to look out cruelty of the life. Four year ago, i was see struggle old women passed critis time resist lung’s cancer. she was holdon and try although her body sickness. One thing make hold on and spirit of her life. Because that women has a daughter aged 16 years old, and who want see her girl grow be lady and married. But Gad will not like this, they are must separated, and a women just leave memory and expect that her girl become Miss Independent, patient person, and strong to walk on life. like her, until rest of her life she slave for family. if i meet her, i wan to say “you are in my mind. i think about the days that we had. And i dream that these would all come back to me, to her family. If only you knew every moment in time, nothing goes on in my heart. Just like your memories.
