Songtekst
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 shopping spree-a
And on the 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 made a home
(Oops)
There goes you'll never leave me alone
(Oops)
For all the lies you told
This is what ya owe
Hey ladies
When your 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 a-draggin'
All his pictures and his clothes in a bag and
Sold everything else 'til 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 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 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 your man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend until 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
Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and
Spend until 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
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 better than money, you'll see
Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and 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
Hey ladies...
Oh...
If he mess up, you gotta hit 'em up
Hey ladies
When your man wanna get buck wild
Just go back and hit 'em up style
Get your hands on his cash and...
Oh
When you go then everything goes
From the crib to the ride and the clothes
So you better let 'em know that
