While he was schemeing
I was beamin in the Beamer just beamin
Can′t believe that I caught my man cheatin′
So I found another way to
make him pay for it all
So I went
To Neiman-Marcus on a shopping spree
And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia
And as the cash box rang up
I thought everything away
There goes the dreams we used to say
There goes the time we spent away
There goes the love I had
but you cheated on me
And thats worth that now
There goes the house we made a home
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
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
There goes the dreams we used to say
There goes the time we spent away
There goes the love I had
but you cheated on me
And thats worth that now
There goes the house we made a home
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
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
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 it might be better then money or sex
Hey Ladies
When your man wanna get buckwild
Just go back and Hit ′Em Up Style
Put your hands on his cash
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