文本歌词

Hit 'em Up Style(Oops)(Complete version originally performed by Blu Cantrell) - Various Artists (欧美群星)
Written by：Austin Dallas L
While he was schemeing
I was leanin' 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
And on the way I grabbed soley 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 thats worth 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 owe
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
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 coming down the hill and 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 fades 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 thats worth 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 owe
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
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 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
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
Cuz a marriage is better than money you see
Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buckwild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash
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
If he messed 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