ฟังเพลงHit 'Em Up Style

Song: Hit ’Em Up Style (Oops!)

Artist: Blu Cantrell

Lyrics: Dallas Austin

Composer: Dallas Austin

While he was schemin'

I was beamin' in the Beamer just steamin'

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-ah

And on my way, I grabbed Sole and Mia

And as the cashbox 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 for that now

(Oops!) There goes the house we've made a home

(Oops!) There goes "You'll never leave me alone"

(Oops!) For all the lies you told

This is what you're owed

Hey ladies, when ya man wanna get buck wild

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

Oh, when you go, then everything goes

From the crib to the ride and the clothes

So you better let 'em know that

If he mess 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 a bag and

Sold everything else '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 fade 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've 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 (Hey ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild

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

Oh (Oh), when you go then everything goes

From the crib to the ride and the clothes

So you better let 'em know that

If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies (Ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild (Oh)

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

Oh, when you go, then everything goes

From the crib to the ride and the clothes

So you better let 'em know that

If you mess 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 revenge is just better than money, you'll see

Hey ladies, when ya man wanna get buck wild

Just go back and hit 'em up style (Hit 'em up style)

Get 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 'em know that

If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up (Oh-oh-oh)

Hey ladies (Hey ladies, hey ladies, hey ladies, yeah)

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up

Hey ladies (Hey ladies), when ya man wanna get buck wild

Just go back and hit 'em up style

Get your hands on his cash and