Used To Be Lyrics - Terius Nash - The-dream

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 nigga 

You used to be that cool bitch 

You used to smoke with a nigga, but now you on that bullshit 

You used to sex me crazy 

You used to call me baby 

Now all you do is nag me 

Like a five-year-old from the backseat 

You used to be so confident, but all that shit came and went 

Used to be anti-internet, but now you constantly bloggin' and shit 

You used to strip for a nigga 

Now you ain't got nothin' but lip for a nigga 

Halfway decent for me, but you dress up for your girlfriends 

Listening to what they say, "Got yo' ass without a husband!" 

Put you up in a Benz, you did everything to get me 

Ain't did nothing since, but keep talkin' 'bout what it should be 

Call no day-care, paid all the fuckin' rent 

Know you wanna run the world but first try runnin' this 

But y'all don't wanna hear me 

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Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, if you ain't fucking with me 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, if you ain't fucking with me, woman 

You used 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 liquor 

Used to be like this, man 

Used to be my best friend 

Now all you do is judge me 

And scream out, "Fuck me! But don't fuck me!" 

Oh, hell to the naw 

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 askin' where I been 

And now you hatin' 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 you're listening 

Can I be honest? 

Can I be muthafuckin' honest? 

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Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, if you ain't fucking with me 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, woman 

Stop fucking with me, if you ain't fucking with me, woman 

There's nothing at home so I'm searching for love 

Try 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 ahead and blame me if it helps 

I'm just being honest 

I know, I know, I know, 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, I'm sure you're sittin' around all pissed 

And my real niggas know that I'm talkin' real shit 

And fake niggas, can take notes, or find a rope, and choke nigga 

Yeah 

Honesty