Karaoké Hit 'em Up Style (Oops!) Postmodern Jukebox & Olivia Kuper Harris

While he was schemin'

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 shoppin' spree ah

And on my way

I grabbed Sole and Mia

And as the cashbox rang

I thought everything away, there

There goes the dreams we used to say

There goes the time we spent away

There goes the love I had

But you cheated on me and that's for that now, there

There goes the house we made a home

There goes You'll never be alone

For all the lies you told this is what you're owed

Ladies

When your man wanna get buck wild just go back hit 'em up style

Put your hands on his cash

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 clothes

So you better let 'em know that if he mess up you gotta hit 'em up

Yah ah

While he was braggin'

I was comin' down the hill just draggin' all his pictures and his clothes

In a bag and

I 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 that I had fades away, way, way, way, there

There goes the dreams we used to say

There goes the time we spent away

There goes the love I had

You cheated on me and that's for that now there

There goes the house we've made a home

There goes You'll never be alone

For all the lies you told this is what you're owed

Ladies

When your man wanna get buck wild just go back hit 'em up style

Put your hands on his cash

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

Yeah hey

All of the dreams you sold left me out in the cold

What happened to the days we used to trust each other

All of the things I sold will take you until you get old

Get 'em back without me

It might be better than money

You'll see

Yeah yeah yeah

Get away, get away

Oh put your hands on his cash

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

You better let 'em know who's here

Olivia Kuper Harris

Ladies

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If he mess up you gotta him 'em up