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, fuck that social climbin' Lean into me, lean into me Yeah, lean in, lean into me
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
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
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 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
I bet our mother would be proud of you, ooh (Mother would be proud)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
