HIT 'EM UP STYLE (OOPS!)

LEVEL 5Db · 120 BPM · Blu Cantrell

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Print the sheet for the piano stand, or load the MIDI into any app and practise at your own tempo.

HOW TO PLAY

1Put your right thumb on middle C. Most beginner songs stay under five fingers — you never move your hand.
2Set the speed down and turn CLICK on. Press each key exactly when the note reaches the line.
3Loop the bar that keeps breaking until it feels easy, then add the left hand and take the speed back up.

LYRICS

While he was (Fm)schem in’

I was (Bbm6)beam in’ in the Beam er just (Fm)beam in’.

Can’t be (Bbm6)lieve tures that I caught my man (Fm)cheat in’.

So I (Bbm6)found an oth er way to (Fm)make him pay for it (Bbm6)all.

So I (Fm)went

to Nie man (Bbm6)Mar cus on a shop ping (Fm)spree ah, and on the (Bbm6)way I grabbed to Sol ey and (Fm)Mi a.

And as the (Bbm6)cash box rang I (Fm)thought ev ’ry thing a way.

(Fm)(Oops.) There goes the (Bbm6)dreams we used to (Fm)say.

There goes the (Bbm6)time we spent a (Fm)way.

There goes the (Bbm6)love I had, but you (Fm)cheat ed on me and (Bbm6)that’s for (C5)that now.

(Fm)(Oops.) There goes the (Bbm6)house we made a (Fm)home.

There goes you’ll (Bbm6)nev er leave me a (Fm)lone.

For all the (Bbm6)lies you told, (Fm)this is what you (Bbm6)owe.

Hey (Fm)la dies, when your (Bbm6)man wan na get buck (Fm)wild,

just (Bbm6)go back and hit ’em up (Fm)style.

Put your (Bbm6)hands on his cash and (Fm)spend it to the last dime for all the hard times.

(Fm)Oh,

when you (Bbm6)go then ev ’ry thing (Fm)goes,

from the (Bbm6)crib to the ride and the (Fm)clothes.

So you (Bbm6)bet ter let him know that (Fm)if he mess up, you got ta hit ’em (C5)up.

While he was (Fm)brag gin’,

I was (Bbm6)com in’ down the hill and just (Fm)drag gin’

all his (Bbm6)pic tures and his clothes in the (Fm)bag and

sold I (Bbm6)ev ’ry thing er else ’til (Fm)there was just noth in’ (Bbm6)left.

And I (Fm)paid

to all the (Bbm6)bills a bout a month too (Fm)late.

ah, and It’s a (Bbm6)shame we have to play ey these (Fm)games.

And The the (Bbm6)love we had just (Fm)fades ev a way, a way.

(Fm)(Oops.) There goes the (Bbm6)dreams we used to (Fm)(Oops.) There goes the (Bbm6)time we spent a (Fm)(Oops.) There goes the (Bbm6)love I had, but you (Fm)cheat ed on me and (Bbm6)that’s for (C5)that now.

(Fm)(Oops.) There goes the (Bbm6)house we made a (Fm)(Oops.) There goes you’ll (Bbm6)nev er leave me a (Fm)(Oops.) For all the (Bbm6)lies you told, (Fm)this is what you (Bbm6)owe.