Hit 'Em Up Style

Blu Cantrell

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While he was schemeing 
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 
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 
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 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 
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 

Repeat 1x 

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