R & B Flava Hit'em Up Style (Oops) Lyrics

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 shoppin' spree
And on the way I grabbed Sole and Mia
And as the cash box 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
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
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

While he was braggin'
I was comin' down the hill a-just draggin'
All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and
Sold everything else till 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 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
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
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

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 your man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cash
And
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
Hey ladies, hey ladies, hey ladies, yeah...yeah...
Whoa...oh...oh...oh...oh...whoa...
Oh
Oh...oh...oh...oh...yeah...
Oh...ho...ho...
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
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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