used 2 - lil wayne lyrics
[chorus: lil wayne]
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 f-ck and get tired, now i f-ck her ten times
she used to make me d-ck 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 b-tches ’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
[verse 1: lil wayne]
find out where he reside and find out where he hide
run up in that b-tch 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 -ss three eyes
and you still ain’t seen a f-cking 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 b-tches too, they mention you, they dentures loose
run up in a n-gga house, pistol in that n-gga mouth
safe code now n-gga, cough it up or spit it out
oh my god i’m flipping out, flipping out then dipping out
i tried to turn the f-ckin’ page, oh my god, i ripped it out
[chorus: lil wayne]
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 b-tch, 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 n-gga house, pistol in that n-gga mouth
but he be talking out his -ss, what is all that sh-t about?
[verse 2: lil wayne]
i used to know you n-ggas, i don’t know you n-ggas
i just ignore you n-ggas, i don’t bro you n-ggas
with my bros will smoke you n-ggas, like we grow you n-ggas
k!ll your ho too n-gga, and your go-to n-ggas
i’ve been riding ’round the city with the safety off
glock nine and it’s pretty like a baby doll
you n-ggas b-tches and it’s p-ssing 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 apr-n on
put his words on the plate, that n-gga ate ’em all
and i ain’t wit’ the talking, but d-mn now he talking
n-gga spilled the beans, d-mn, now it’s coffee
looking for your p-ssy -ss like i got a warrant
i throw on the ski mask, that’s a private party
bullets jumping off your -ss like they shock absorbant
rock your bells, ll, n-gga locked and loaded
[chorus: lil wayne]
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 b-tch, 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 n-gga house, pistol in that n-gga mouth
but he be talking out his -ss, what is all that sh-t 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 b-tch, 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 n-gga house, pistol in that n-gga mouth
but he be talking out his -ss, what is all that sh-t about?
[outro: lil wayne]
mulah, baby
and you still ain’t seen a f-cking thing until you c5
[skit: jacida carter]
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
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