While he was schemeing
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I was beamin in the Beamer just beamin
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Can't believe that I caught my man cheatin'
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So I found another way to make him pay for it all
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So I went
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To Neiman-Marcus on a shopping spree
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And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia
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And as the cash box rang I thought everything away
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(Oops)
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There goes the dreams we used to say
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(oops)
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There goes the time we spent away
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(oops)
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There goes the love I had but you cheated on me
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And thats worth that now
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(oops)
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There goes the house we made a home
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(oops)
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There goes you'll never leave me alone
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For all the lies you told
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This is what you owe
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Hey Ladies
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When your man wanna get buckwild
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Just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style
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Put your hands on his cash
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And spend it to the last dime
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For all the hard times
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Oh
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When you go then everything goes
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From the crib to the ride and the clothes
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So you better let him know that
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If he messed up you gotta hit em up
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While he was braggin
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I was coming down the hill and just draggin
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All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and
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Sold everything else till there was just nothin left
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And I paid
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All the bills about a month too late
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It's a shame we have to play these games
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The love we had just fades away, away
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(Oops)
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There goes the dreams we used to say
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(oops)
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There goes the time we spent away
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(oops)
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There goes the love I had but you cheated on me
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And thats worth that now
|
(oops)
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There goes the house we made a home
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(oops)
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There goes you'll never leave me alone
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For all the lies you told
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This is what you owe
|
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Hey Ladies
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When your man wanna get buckwild
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Just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style
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Put your hands on his cash
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And spend it to the last dime
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For all the hard times
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Oh
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When you go then everything goes
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From the crib to the ride and the clothes
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So you better let him know that
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If he messed up you gotta hit em up
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Repeat 1x
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All of the dreams you sold
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Left me out in the cold
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What happened to the days when we used to trust each other
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And all of the things I sold
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Will take you until you get old
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To get 'em back without me
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Cuz it might be better then money or sex
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Hey Ladies
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When your man wanna get buckwild
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Just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style
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Put your hands on his cash
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And spend it to the last dime
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For all the hard times
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Oh
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When you go then everything goes
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From the crib to the ride and the clothes
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So you better let him know that
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If he messed up you gotta hit em up
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Hit 'Em Up Style
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| Blu Cantrell |
