VirginiaBeach

Virginia Beach (Explicit) - Drake

Lyrics by：A. Graham/H. Arsenault/N. Shebib/C. Breaux/J. Wuihun Ho

Composed by：A. Graham/H. Arsenault/N. Shebib/C. Breaux/J. Wuihun Ho

Produced by：Harley Arsenault/Noah "40" Shebib

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

Lean in lean in soda Fanta fantasizin'

That's not love you're in it's more like compromisin'

I move mountains for you **** that social climbin'

Lean into me lean into me

Yeah lean in lean into me

P***y 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 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 **** 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

Lean in soda Fanta fantasizin'

That's not love you're in it's more like compromisin'

I move mountains for you **** that social climbin'

Lean into me lean into me

Lean in lean into me

Yeah yeah

Yeah

Grr grr

Yeah

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 a*s then

I tell your a*s 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 ***** in the kitchen

Can you make amends

Least we know you got the cakes on you

Girl you should prolly stick to bakin' 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