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While he was scAmheming I was bDmeamin' in the Beamer just beAmamin' Can't beEmlieve that I caught my man cAmheatin' So I foDmund another way to mAmake him pay for it alEml So I wAment to Neiman & MarDmcus on a shopping spAmree And on my wEmay I grabbed Sole and MAmia And as the cDmash-box rang I thoAmught everything awEmay (OoAmps) there goes the drDmeams we used to say (OoAmps) there goes the tiDmme we spent away (OoAmps) there goes the loDmve I had But you chAmeated on me and thEmat's for that now (OoAmps) there goes the hoDmuse we've made a home (OoAmps) there goes "you'lDml never leave me alone" (OoAmps) for all the lies Dmyou told AmThis is what you're oEmwed Hey lAmadies, when ya mDman wanna get buck wilAmd Just gEmo back and hit 'em up sAmtyle Get your haDmnds on his cash and SAmpend it to the last dime fEmor all the hard times AmOh, when you Dmgo then everything gAmoes From the cEmrib to the ride and all the clAmothes So you beDmtter let 'em know that AmIf he mess up you goEmtta hit 'em up
While he was braggin I was coming down the hill and just draggin All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and Sold everything else till there was just nothin left And I paid All the bills about a month too late It's a shame we have to play these games The love we had just fades away, away (Oops) There goes the dreams we used to say (oops) There goes the time we spent away (oops) There goes the love I had but you cheated on me And thats worth that now (oops) There goes the house we made a home (oops) There goes you'll never leave me alone For all the lies you told This is what you owe Hey Ladies When your man wanna get buckwild Just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style Put your hands on his cash And spend it to the last dime For all the hard times Oh When you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he messed up you gotta hit em up [Repeat 1x] All of the dreams you sold Left me out in the cold What happened to the days when we used to trust each other And all of the things I sold Will take you until you get old To get 'em back without me Cuz a marriage is better than money you see Hey Ladies When your man wanna get buckwild Just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style Put your hands on his cash And spend it to the last dime For all the hard times Oh When you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he messed up you gotta hit em up