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 loved me for nothin' but what you could see
You bust down the Jubilee, I swapped it and made you go factory, wait
Sanderlei Silveira ® - 2023-10-07T05:19-03:00 - BIZ X2
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 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
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 you
He gon' find out that it's on-site like W-W-W
On site like 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 bet our mother would be proud of you, ooh (Mother would be proud)
Pussy Ain Makin 'Me Tweak, het uiteindelik 'n week gebly
Sy mooi maar ghetto, mooi, maar grof, net soos Virginia Beach
Ek wil terugkeer na die dae wat u vir my liefgehad het, maar wat u kon sien
Jy het die Jubilee afgesak, ek het dit omgeruil en jou laat gaan fabriek, wag
Jy het 'n bietjie pyn in my, ek wil terugkeer na die Major League
Sy wil die gasspuit gryp, ek wil terugkom op die bestuurdersitplek
Dat Nigga sy laaste tjek op u motor deurgebring het en u het dit gekry en dit na my toe gery
Het my gevra of ek jou beter kon behandel, maar nee
[Koor: Drake]
Lean in Soda, Fanta, Fantasizin '
Dit is nie liefde waarin jy is nie, dit is meer soos kompromie
Ek beweeg berge vir jou, fok daardie sosiale klim
Leun in my, leun in my
Leun in, leun in my
[Breek: Drake]
Ja, ja
Ja
GRR, GRR
Ja
[Vers 2: Drake]
Ons tekste voel soos 'n heiningswedstryd, jou humeur korter en ek is dit waarneem
U hou aan om 'n paar 'periode' te praat, maar waar u die sin beëindig?
Want jy het op my gat gegaan, dan vertel ek jou gat waar ek is
En jy tree op asof ek dit nie veronderstel is om dit te noem nie
Ek stel jou voor aan my vriendinne se vriendinne, jy stel nie belang in vriende nie
Praat jy wil kook vir 'n nigga in die kombuis, kan jy wysig?
Die minste weet ons dat jy die koeke op jou gekry het, meisie, jy moet dan by Bakin hou
Werk in hierdie gewas soos die rubbergat, ek sweer dat ek jou nie probeer versmoor nie
Ek het 'n hele ander een leer ken, maar laat ons nie vergeet hoe ek jou ontdek het nie
Ons moet dit nie eers noem nie, enige nigga probeer jou pla
Hy kom agter dat dit op die terrein soos w-w is
Op die terrein soos dot-com, sit 'n baba in jou, 'n warm ma
Ja, vra my of ek jou beter kon behandel, maar nee
Glad nie, glad nie
[Outro: Frank Ocean]
Ek wed dat ons ma trots op jou sou wees, ooh (moeder sou trots wees)