Used To Be (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Say I'm f*cked up
Well, you just might be f*cked up too
I might be f*cked up
Well baby girl, how about you?

[Verse 1: The Dream]
You used to be my n*gga
You used to be that cool b*tch
You used to smoke wit' a n*gga
But now you on that bullsh*t
You used to sex me crazy
You used to call me baby
Now all you do it nag me like a 5 year old from the backseat
You used to be so confident
But all that sh*t came and went
Used to be anti-internet
But now you constantly blogging and sh*t!

You used to strip for a n*gga
Now you ain't got nothing but lip for a n*gga
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 nothing since but keep talking about what it should be
Car note, daycare, paid all the f*cking rent
Know you wanna run the world
But first, try running this
But yall don't hear me, oh, oh, oh
[Hook (x2): The Dream]
Stop f*cking with me, woman
Stop f*cking with me, woman
Stop f*cking with me, woman
Stop f*cking with me if you ain't f*cking with me

[Verse 2: Casha]
You used to be my n*gga
Way back when you didn't have sh*t
Staying out with your n*ggas
And always on some bullsh*t
I stopped my life for you n*gga
To become a wife for you n*gga
All up in that strippers face begging for ass you'll never have
All out of place lookin for something you already had
Used to want to touch me
Used to couldn't wait to f*ck me
But took my pus*y back
Cause it's obvious you never loved me
Texting and sh*t
Claiming you don't know her
f*ck up out of here n*gga no breakfast you on the sofa
No lawyer let it burn
I wish I could leave your ass
Soon as I get my returns
I promise I'mma leave your ass
I can give a f*ck about this '96 Benz
Swear I wouldn't give a f*ck if it wasn't for these kids
Stop talking for I end up walking up out this b*tch
No other girl would put up with your sh*t
So stop...hold up wait a minute
We ain't finished 'til I'm finished
All up under your mama whenever there's drama
Putting her two cents in it
Mamas boy man up I wouldn't even be tripping
If you ran this house like you run your f*cking mouth
What the f*ck you doing on twitter?
Grown ass n*gga
I swear you be on them blogs
You need to be at your job
And I would get my hair and my motherf*cking nails done
But you know like I know
I keep these motherf*cking lights on
[Hook (x2): Casha]
Stop f*cking with me, n*gga
Stop f*cking with me, n*gga
Stop f*cking with me, n*gga
Stop f*cking with me if you ain't f*cking with me