Hit 'em Up Style Opps lyrics

While he was scheemin'
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(a)
And on the way I grabbed Soley and Mia
And as the cash box rang I thought everything

(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 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 comin' down the hill and just draggin'
All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and
Sold everything '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 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 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 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
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 the bitch is better than money or sex

Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buckwild
Just go back and hit 'em up style (hit em up style)
Put your hands on his cash
And spend it to the last time
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 x 4 Oh yeah
Oh!
Ohh oh yeah
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
Put your hands on his cash
And spend it to the last dime
For all the hard times
(fade)
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