Lil Wayne - Used 2 lyrics

I used to smoke to get high
Now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semi
I still tote the semi
I used to walk a thin line
Now I'm walking chin high
I used to fuck and get tired
Now I fuck her ten times
She used to make me dick rise
Now she make me ribeyes
She used to make me six-nine
Now she make her friend try
She used to make me love her
Now she make me realize
It's money over bitches 'till
The day I dizz-ie keep it on the East Side
Keep it on the B-side
I feel like Ivan Drago, if he dies, he dies

Find out where he reside and
Find out where he hide run up in that bitch
Like, "Hey, " pop-pop-pop, peace sign
Percocet, promethazine, you can call me P-Rod
Taking shots at my team
You must be getting senile
You goin' at my slime then
You're going at me, slime
Your blood all over the scene
It look like red cheap wine
I'm smoking on a key lime
You look like tea time
Look like honey to my beehive
I close your sweet eyes
Shoot ya in ya head, give ya ass three eyes
And you still ain't seen a
Fucking thing until you C5
I remember you, I was never into you
I tell my shooters
Shoot you and whoever resemble you
And every member who had been a friend
Of you or kin to you
They in it too, and bitches
Too, they mention you, they dentures loose
Run up in a nigga house
Pistol in that nigga mouth
Safe code now nigga
Cough it up or spit it out
Oh my God I'm flipping out
Flipping out then dipping out
I tried to turn the fuckin' page, oh my God
I ripped it out

I used to smoke to get high
Now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semi
I still tote the semi
Keep it on the East Side
Keep it on the B-side
I feel like Ivan Drago, lil
Bitch, and if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
Yeah, run up in that nigga house
Pistol in that nigga mouth
But he be talking out his ass
What is all that shit about?

I used to know you niggas
I don't know you niggas
I just ignore you niggas
I don't bro you niggas
With my bros will smoke you niggas
Like we grow you niggas
Kill your ho too nigga, and your go-to niggas
I've been riding 'round the city
With the safety off
Glock nine and it's pretty like a baby doll
You niggas bitches and it's pissing
All the ladies off my finger sitting on the
Trigger like a La-Z-Boy if there was beef
I'm in the kitchen with the apron on
Put his words on the plate
That nigga ate 'em all
And I ain't wit' the talking
But damn now he talking
Nigga spilled the beans, damn
Now it's coffee
Looking for your pussy ass like
I got a warrant i throw on the ski mask
That's a private party
Bullets jumping off your ass
Like they shock absorbant
Rock your bells, LL, nigga locked and loaded

I used to smoke to get high
Now I smoke to get vibes
I used to tote the semi
I still tote the semi
Keep it on the East Side
Keep it on the beast side
I feel like Ivan Drago lil
Bitch, and if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
Yeah run up in that nigga house
Pistol in that nigga mouth
But he be talking out his ass
What is all that shit about?
I used to smoke to get high
Now I smoke to get vibes
Used to tote the semi, I still tote the semi
Keep it on the East Side
Keep it on the B-side
I feel like Ivan Drago lil
Bitch, and if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies if he dies, he dies
If he dies, he dies
Yeah, run up in that nigga house
Pistol in that nigga mouth
But he be talking out his ass
What is all that shit about? Mulah, baby
And you still ain't seen a
Fucking thing until you C5

I still don't know today
Was he playing with the gun
Or was it an accident
I still i just don't i i be wanting to ask
Him but I never asked him
After all these years
Was that a accident or did he or
Was he playing with the gun
So I never really found out about what
You know what happ- what really happened
With him and that shooting