Songtext zu Virginia Beach
[Intro: Drake & Frank Ocean]I'll bet your mother would be proud of you, you-you, oh
I'll bet your mother would be proud of you, oh
I know what you'll say
You'll say I could've treated you better or whatever, but
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]
Leanin', lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'
That's not love your in, it's more like compromisin'
I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbing
Lean into me, lean in to me
Yeah, lean in, lean in to me
[Verse 1: Drake]
Pussy ain't 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 love 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 seat
That nigga spend his last check on your car and you got it and drive it to me
Ask me if I coulda treated you better, but no
[Chorus: Drake]
Leanin', lean in soda, Fanta, fantasizin'
That's not love your in, it's more like compromisin'
I move mountains for you, fuck that social climbing
Lean into me, lean in to me
Yeah, lean in, lean in to me
[Break: Drake]
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Grrah, grrah
Yeah
[Verse 2: Drake]
Our texts feelin' like a fencin' match, your temper shorter and I'm sensin' that
You keep talkin' 'bout some, "Periodt," 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
Then you act like I'm 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 baking then
Workin' this crop like the rubber chute, 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
He gon' find out that it's on-site like W-W-W
On site lite dot-com, put a baby in 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'll bet your mother would be proud of you, mother would be proud
Drake - Virginia Beach Songtext
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