Cantrell Blu Hit `em Up Style Lyrics

Hit `em Up Style Lyrics

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 a marriage is better than money you see

 

 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