Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blu Cantrell
Blu Cantrell
Background Vocals
Dallas Austin
Dallas Austin
Keyboards
Rick Sheppard
Rick Sheppard
Programming
Foxy Brown
Foxy Brown
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallas Austin
Dallas Austin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dallas Awesome
Dallas Awesome
Producer
Carlton Lynn
Carlton Lynn
Recording Engineer
Doug Harms
Doug Harms
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Davis
Kevin Davis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

While he was scheming I was beamin' in the beamer just beamin' can't believe that I caught my man cheating 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 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 spented away (oops) there goes the love we 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 owe Hey Ladies, when your man wanna get buck wild 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 your cold and everything goes from the crib, to the ride and the clothes so you better let him know that if you mess up you gotta hit 'em up While he was braggin I was comin' down the hill uh just-a draggin' all of his pictures and his clothes in the baggin I sold eveything 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 faded away, away (Oops) there goes the dreams we used to say (oops) there goes the time we spented away (oops) there goes the love we 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 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 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 it might be better then money or sex 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) there goes the time we spented away (oops) there goes the love we 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 owe
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