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The-Dream - Used To Be (Lyrics)

The-Dream - Used To Be (Lyrics)



Say i’m fucked up
Well you just might be fucked up too
I might be fucked up
Well baby girl how ‘bout you

You used to be my ni**a
You used to be that cool bitch
You use to smoke with a ni**a
But now you on that bullshit
You use to sex me crazy
You use to call me baby
Now all you do is nag me
Like a five year old from the back seat
You use to be so confident
But all that shit came and went
Use to be anti internet
But now you constantly bloggin’ and shit

You use to strip for a ni**a
Now you ain’t got nothing but lip for a ni**a
Halfway decent for me
But you dress up for your girlfriends
Listening to what they say
Got your ass without a husband
Put you up in a benz
You did everything to get me
Ain’t did nothin’ since
But keep talkin’ bout’ what it should be
Car, no, day care, paid all the fuckin’ rent
Know you wanna run the world
But first try runnin’ this

But y’all don’t hear me
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me if you ain’t fuckin with me
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me if you ain’t fuckin with me
Woman

You use to be so sweet
But now you act all bitter
And just so i don’t hear that shit
I drown my liver in this liqour
Use to be like this man
Use to be my best friend
Now all you do is judge me
And scream out fuck me
But won’t fuck me
Oh hell to the no
Now i’m all up in the clubs
Now i’m all up in the mall
Now you in my cell phone
Screamin’ who’s this bitch
She’s just a friend
Yeah that’s it
And now you wanna trip
Ain’t that some shit
Yesterday you didn’t give a fuck
Now you asking where i been
And now you hating on every girl that walk by
Talkin bout where she think she goin in that outfit
She don’t even love me
She love the competition
Every man out there
I hope your listenin’

Can i be honest
Can i be mother fuckin’ honest
Oh stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me if you ain’t fuckin with me
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me woman
Stop fuckin with me if you ain’t fuckin with me
Woman

Ther’es nothing at home
So i’m searching for love
Tried to get through
But you don’t give a fuck
She can’t love me
When she don’t love herself
Feels like i’m sleeping with somebody else
Now i’m seeing somebody else
Now i’m touching somebody else
Now i’m fucking somebody else
But go head and blame me if it helps

Hell yeah i’m just being honest
I know sometimes i’m wrong
But am i really the only one
Real women know that i’m talkin’ real shit
And you fake bitches
Im sure your sittin’ around all pissed
And my real ni**a’s know that i’m talkin’ real shit
And fake ni**a’s can take notes or find a rope and choke ni**a yeah
Honesty

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