Lyrics Hit 'em Up Style (Oops!) (radio mix) - Blu Cantrell
While
he
was
scheming
I
was
beamin'
in
the
beamer
just
beamin'
Can't
believe
that
I
caught
my
man
cheating
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
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
spented
away
(Oops)
There
goes
the
love
we
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
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
your
cold
and
everything
goes
From
the
crib,
to
the
ride
and
the
clothes
So
you
better
let
him
know
that
If
you
mess
up
You
gotta
hit
'em
up
While
he
was
braggin
I
was
comin'
down
the
hill
uh
just-a
draggin'
All
of
his
pictures
and
his
clothes
in
the
baggin
I
sold
eveything
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
faded
away,
away
(Oops)
There
goes
the
dreams
we
used
to
say
(Oops)
There
goes
the
time
we
spented
away
(Oops)
There
goes
the
love
we
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
your
man
wanna
get
buckwild
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
'Cuz
it
might
be
better
then
money
or
sex
Hey
ladies
When
your
man
wanna
get
buckwild
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)
There
goes
the
time
we
spented
away
(Oops)
There
goes
the
love
we
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
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