Got’s My Own Destiny's Child

[Verse 1: Beyonce]
Now you wildin' in the club
Shorty keep askin' you what's up
Sho' 'nough
(Are they feelin' you?)
Cause they keep on looking you up and down
That's what's up
(Can we chill with you)
Yes indeedy come and slide with me
Come and grab a seat and just tell me what you're thinking
(oh)
You see my diamonds, cop a smile now
And you try to figure out what's outside now
(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: Destiny's Child]
(Oh no)
Cause I need you to offer me something new
Don't talk about rides cause I gots my own driver
Don't talk about trips cause I gots to make hits
When I'm done, I need someone to chill with
(oh no)
Don't talk about planes cause I gots my own pilot
Don't talk about banks, my accountant just wires it
Don't talk about gear cause I gots my own line
So don't get mad cause UPS is hiring