Hit 'em Up Style Lyrics - So Blu - Blu Cantrell

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-a 

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 

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 

Ohhhh, 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 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 times 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 

Ohhhh, 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 

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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 you'll see!! 

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 

Ohhhh, 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