Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!) Lyrics

Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!) - Blu Cantrell

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While he was schemin'

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-ah

And on the way I grabbed Sole and Mia

And as the cash box rang, I thought everything away

there goes the dreams we used to say

(Oops) there goes the time we spent away

(Oops) 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

(Oops) there goes "You'll never leave me alone"

(Oops) for all the lies you told

This is what you're owed

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 mess up, you gotta hit 'em up

While he was braggin'

I was comin' down the hill just draggin'

All his pictures and his clothes in a bag and

Sold everything else '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, away

there goes the dreams we used to say

(Oops) there goes the time we spent away

(Oops) 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

(Oops) there goes "You'll never leave me alone"

(Oops) for all the lies you told

This is what you're owed

Hey ladies (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 (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 mess up, you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies (ladies)

When your man wanna get buck-wild (oh)

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 (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 mess 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

'Cause revenge is just better than money, you'll see

Hey ladies

When your man wanna get buck-wild

Just go back and hit 'em up style (hit 'em up style)

Get your hands on his cash and (oh, yeah)

Oh, when you go then everything goes

From the crib to the ride and the clothes (crib to the ride and the clothes, yeah)

So you better let him know that

If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies

Hey ladies

Hey ladies, yeah

Woah

(Oh)

Oh, oh

Oh no, yeah

Oh

If he messed up you gotta hit 'em up (hit 'em up)

Hey ladies (yeah)

When your man wanna get buck-wild

Just go back and hit 'em up style (oh)

Put your hands on his cash and (da-da-duh-dum, da-duh-dum)

Oh

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