drake - virginia beach [𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 & 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙗]

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  • Опубліковано 28 вер 2024
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    Lyrics:
    [Intro: Drake & Frank Ocean]
    I bet your mother would be proud of you, ooh (You, you, you, oh)
    I bet our mother would be proud of you, oh
    I know what you say
    You say I coulda treated you better or whatever, but
    I don't know, I think I did alright
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    And you know how you get
    Drawin' conclusions like you got a Parsons degree or somethin'
    I coulda treated you better, that's crazy
    Nope
    [Chorus: Drake]
    Lean in, lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'
    That's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'
    I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'
    Lean into me, lean into me
    Yeah, lean in, lean into me
    [Verse 1: Drake]
    Pussy, it makin' me tweak, ended up stayin' a week
    She pretty but ghetto, pretty but rough, just like Virginia Beach
    I wanna get back to the days that you loved me for nothin' but what you could see
    You bust down the Jubilee, I swapped it and made you go factory, wait
    You put some pain in me, I wanna get back to the major league
    She wanna grab on the throttle, I wanna get back in the driver's seat
    That nigga spent his last check on your car and you got it and drove it to me
    Asked me if I coulda treated you better, but no
    [Chorus: Drake]
    Lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'
    That's not love you're in, it's more like compromisin'
    I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbin'
    Lean into me, lean into me
    Lean in, lean into me
    [Break: Drake]
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah
    Grr, grr
    Yeah
    [Verse 2: Drake]
    Our texts feelin' like a fencin' match, your temper shorter and I'm sensin' that
    You keep talkin' 'bout some, "Period," but where you 'bout to end the sentence at?
    'Cause you been goin' off on my ass, then I tell your ass where I'm at
    And you act like I'm not supposed to mention that
    I introduce you to my friends' girlfriends, you ain't interested in makin' friends
    Talkin' 'bout you wanna cook for a nigga in the kitchen, can you make amends?
    Least we know you got the cakes on you, girl, you should prolly stick to bakin' then
    Birkin is croc like the rubber shoe, I swear that I'm not tryna smother you
    I got to know a whole other you, but let's not forget how I discovered you
    We ain't even gotta mention that, any nigga try and trouble you
    He gon' find out that it's on-site like W-W-W
    On site like dot-com, put a baby in you, you a hot mom
    Yeah, ask me if I coulda treated you better, but no
    Not at all, not at all
    [Outro: Frank Ocean]
    I bet our mother would be proud of you, ooh (Mother would be proud)
    [Lyrics by Genius]

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