The Angry American: Hit 'em Up Style

Justice will be served, n' the battle will rage, this big dog will fight when you rattle her cage..




y'all witness n' testify, 'dis here's de' word:


While he was scheming,
I was beamin' in his 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 shoppin' spree-ah,
And on the way I grabbed Soleil and Mia,
And as the cash box rang I threw everything away.

Hey Ladies, when your man wanna get buck-wild,
Just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style.
Get 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.

There goes the dreams we used to say,
There goes the times we went away,
There goes the love I had but you cheated on me,
And that's worth that now..
There goes the house we made a home,
There goes you'll never leave me alone,
There goes all the lies you told,
This is what you owe..

While he was braggin,'
I was coming down the hill and just draggin,'
All his pictures and his clothes in the bag an'
Sold everything else till there was just nuthin' 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, fades away..

Hey Ladies, when your man wanna get buck-wild,
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..

Say Ladies, when your man wanna get buck-wild,
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 buck-wild,
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!



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