While he was schemingI was beamin' in the BeamerJust beamin'Can't believe that
I caught my man cheatin'So I found another wayTo make him pay for it all
So I wentTo Neiman-MarcusOn a shopping spreeAnd on the way
I grabbed Soley and MiaAnd as the cash box rangI thought everything away(Oops)
There goes the dreamsWe used to say(Oops)There goes the timeWe spent away(Oops)
There goes the love I hadBut you cheated on meAnd that's worth that now(Oops)
There goes the houseWe made a home(Oops)There goes you'll neverLeave me alone
For all the lies you toldThis is what you oweHey LadiesWhen your man
Wanna get buckwildJust go back andHit 'em up stylePut your hands on his cash
And spend it to the last dimeFor all the hard timesOhWhen you go then
Everything goesFrom the crib to the rideAnd the clothes
So you better let him know thatIf he messed upYou gotta hit 'em up
While he was braggin'I was coming down the hillAnd just draggin'
All his pictures and hisClothes in the bag andSold everything else till
There was just nothin' leftAnd I paidAll the bills aboutA month too late
It's a shame we haveTo play these gamesThe love we hadJust fades away, away
(Oops)There goes the dreamsWe used to say(Oops)There goes the timeWe spent away
(Oops)There goes the love I hadBut you cheated on meAnd that's worth that now
(Oops)There goes the houseWe made a home(Oops)There goes you'll never
Leave me aloneFor all the lies you toldThis is what you oweHey Ladies
When your manWanna get buckwildJust go back andHit 'em up style
Put your hands on his cashAnd spend it to the last dimeFor all the hard timesOh
When you go thenEverything goesFrom the crib to theRide and the clothes
So you better let him know thatIf he messed upYou gotta hit 'em up(Repeat)
All of the dreams you soldLeft me out in the coldWhat happened to the days
When we used toTrust each otherAnd all of the things I sold
Will take you until you get oldTo get 'em back without me
'Cause revenge is better than money you'll see Hey LadiesWhen your man
Wanna get buckwildJust go back andHit 'em up stylePut your handsOn his cash
And spend itTo the last dimeFor all the hard timesOhWhen you go then
Everything goesFrom the crib to theRide and the clothesSo you better
Let him know thatIf he messed up youGotta hit 'em up