Hit You Poem by Ramona Thompson

Hit You



Dark rewrite of Chris Brown's With You

You better learn your place, boo
You better quit talking back smack, boo
This goes out to all the hoes all over the world tonight
Said this goes out to all the hoes all over the world tonight
You better learn your place, boo
You better quit talking back smack, boo
This goes out to all the hoes all over the world tonight
Said this goes out to the all the hoes all over the world tonight

Hey lil mama, ooh you should't have done that
Gone and lost your hot little figure
Don't cry
Better just be glad I still wanna dip mine into yours
Just remember you're the trash that I own and
Ooh little cutie, only talk to me when I say it's ok
I swear if you don't
I'm gonna make your heart stop
Better just be glad I still wanna dip mine into yours
Treat me right and maybe your man will be kind
Won't beat you tonight
Unless you make have to

I can do whatever I want to you
Cos I got money
Cos I got cars
I'm a star
Number one superstar
Girl, you better give me your all

And oh, I'm the man
You're just the silly, useless woman
Good for only one thing
This song is my license to whatever I wanna do
If I don't get a proper goodnight kiss
Girl, on your butt I'm gonna go thug
So, oh no, don't you blame me
Not my fault
You fell in love
And damn sure I know Chris better be your only one
Because if I'm not
Easy so easy, baby
You can be replaced
Ooh yeah, I bet there's hoes all over the world tonight
Who'd give it up
So don't you dare go cryin'
When I have to hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, girl
Hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, girl

Don't wanna hear, girl, that you got someone else
Swear that if I do
I'll leave you with no breath left
You're like my Jordans on Saturday night
When I want you I'm gonna have you
Not gonna wait or hear no
Hey lil slutty, better say you understand your man
You know what I'll do to you
You know that if you wanna live than you better be true
You know to your man you better not even try to lie
Yeah, girl, you know you better not even try
Cos I got my peoples watching your every move

I can do whatever I want to you
Cos I got money
Cos I got cars
I'm a star
Number one superstar
Girl, you better give me your all

And oh, I'm the man
You're just the silly, useless woman
Good for only one thing
This song is my license to whatever I wanna do
If I don't get a proper goodnight kiss
Girl, on your butt I'm gonna go thug
So, oh no, don't you blame me
Not my fault
You fell in love
And damn sure I know Chris better be your only one
Because if I'm not
Easy so easy, baby
You can be replaced
Ooh yeah, I bet there's hoes all over the world tonight
Who'd give it up
So don't you dare go cryin'
When I have to hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, girl
Hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, girl

And you better never try to stray or leave me, girl
Gotta make me your whole life
Cos if you ever try to let me go
You just might die
So don't even try to front
I get your all or you get nothing
Cos if I can't have that
Have all that I want
Then like a little boy denied I'm gonna pitch a fit
Making it so clear
So straight
Baby, I'll just go find another whore to lay

You better learn your place, boo
You better quit talking back smack, boo
This goes out to all the hoes all over the world tonight
Said this goes out to all the hoes all over the world tonight
You better learn your place, boo
You better quit talking back smack, boo
This goes out to all the hoes all over the world tonight
Said this goes out to the all the hoes all over the world tonight

And oh, I'm the man
You're just the silly, useless woman
Good for only one thing
This song is my license to whatever I wanna do
If I don't get a proper goodnight kiss
Girl, on your butt I'm gonna go thug
So, oh no, don't you blame me
Not my fault
You fell in love
And damn sure I know Chris better be your only one
Because if I'm not
Easy so easy, baby
You can be replaced
Ooh yeah, I bet there's hoes all over the world tonight
Who'd give it up
So don't you dare go cryin'
When I have to hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, girl
Hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, hit you, girl

Yeah, you know that's right, witch!

2009 Ramona Thompson

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Saiirahh Shiiahh 03 April 2009

Question: What's the point of this? Is somewhat entertaining, yet at the same time somewhat offensive

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