Bài hát Hit 'Em Up Style (Oops!) Báo Lỗi

While he was scheming

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 that's worth 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 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 that's worth 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 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 you 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 it might be

Better then money or ***

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 yeah

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

Woah

Oh

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