Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!)
While he was schemin'
I was beamin' in the Beemer just schemin'
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 Solè and Mia
And as the cashbox rang
I thought everything away
(Oops!) 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
(Oops!) 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 owe
Hey ladies! When ya man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend 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 betta let 'em know that
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up
While he was braggin'
I was comin' down the hill just a-draggin'
All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and
Sold everything else 'til there was just nothing 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 fade away, away
(Oops!) 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
(Oops!) 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 owe
Hey ladies! (Hey ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend 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 betta let 'em know that
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up
Hey ladies! (Hey ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend to the last dime for all the hard times
Oh! (Whoa) when you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you betta let 'em 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 better than money you see
Hey ladies! When ya 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! Ooh-yeah)
Oh! When you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you betta let 'em know that
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up
Hey ladies!
(Hey ladies, hey ladies, hey ladies)
(Yeah-eah-eah)
(Whoa-ooh-oh-ooh-oh)
(Ooh-oh-ooh-oh-whoa)
Oh!
(Oh go, go, go, ooh-yeah)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up (hit 'em up)
Hey ladies!
When ya man wanna get buck wild (buck wild)
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
(Da-da-dum-da-dee-da-dum)
Oh! When you go then everything goes (everything goes)
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you betta let 'em know that (everything goes)
I was beamin' in the Beemer just schemin'
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 Solè and Mia
And as the cashbox rang
I thought everything away
(Oops!) 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
(Oops!) 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 owe
Hey ladies! When ya man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend 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 betta let 'em know that
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up
While he was braggin'
I was comin' down the hill just a-draggin'
All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and
Sold everything else 'til there was just nothing 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 fade away, away
(Oops!) 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
(Oops!) 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 owe
Hey ladies! (Hey ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend 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 betta let 'em know that
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up
Hey ladies! (Hey ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend to the last dime for all the hard times
Oh! (Whoa) when you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you betta let 'em 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 better than money you see
Hey ladies! When ya 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! Ooh-yeah)
Oh! When you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you betta let 'em know that
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up
Hey ladies!
(Hey ladies, hey ladies, hey ladies)
(Yeah-eah-eah)
(Whoa-ooh-oh-ooh-oh)
(Ooh-oh-ooh-oh-whoa)
Oh!
(Oh go, go, go, ooh-yeah)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
If he mess up you gotta hit 'em up (hit 'em up)
Hey ladies!
When ya man wanna get buck wild (buck wild)
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
(Da-da-dum-da-dee-da-dum)
Oh! When you go then everything goes (everything goes)
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you betta let 'em know that (everything goes)
Credits
Writer(s): Dallas Austin
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