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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carolina Chocolate Drops
Carolina Chocolate Drops
Performer
Dom Flemons
Dom Flemons
4-String Banjo
Rhiannon Giddens
Rhiannon Giddens
Vocals
Sule Greg Wilson
Sule Greg Wilson
Tambourine
Justin Robinson
Justin Robinson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Austin
Dallas Austin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joe Henry
Joe Henry
Producer
Robert C. Ludwig
Robert C. Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Ryan Freeland
Ryan Freeland
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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 shopping spree And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia And as the cash box rang I threw everything away Hey ladies When your man wanna get buckwild 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 When you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he mess 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 for that now There goes the house we made a home There goes you'll never leave me alone There go the lies you told This is what you owe While he was braggin' I was coming down the hill just draggin' All his pictures and his clothes in my bag and Threw everything out 'til 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, fades away Hey, hey ladies When your man gonna get buckwild 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 When you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up Hey ladies When your man wanna get buckwild 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 When you go then everything goes From the crib to the ride and the clothes So you better let him know that If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up
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