Doja Cat - Kiss Me More

We hug and, yes, we make love
And always just say goodnight (Lalalala lala)
And we cuddle, sure I do love it
But I need your lips on mine

Can you kiss me more
We're so young, boy
We ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me
Cause I like the way we move, uh-oh

Boy, you write your name
I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste
La lala la la
All on my tongue, I want it (La lala la la)

Boy, you write your name
I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste
La lala la la
All on my tongue, I want it (La lala la la)

I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, fuck it
Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy
I like to say: what if, but if
We could kiss and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be onto somethin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds, fuck it

Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last on the wisdom tooth
Niggas wishin' that the pussy was a kissin' booth
Taste breakfast, lunch, and gin and juice
And that dinner just like dessert too
And when we French, refresh, gimme two
When I bite that lip, come get me too
He want lipstick, lip gloss, hickeys too, huh

Can you kiss me more
We're so young, boy
We ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me
Cause I like the way we move, uh-oh Boy, you write your name
I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste
La lala la la
All on my tongue, I want it (La lala la la)

Boy, you write your name
I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste
La lala la la
All on my tongue, I want it

Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff
Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough
All your niggas say that you lost without me
All my bitches feel like I dodged the county
Fuckin' with you feel like jail, nigga
I can't even exhale, nigga
Pussy like holy grail, you know that
You gon' make me need bail, you know that

Caught dippin' with your friend
You ain't even half man, lyin' on your ..., you know that
Got me a bag full of brick, you know that
Control, don't slow the pace if I throw back
All this ass for real (All this ass)
Drama make you feel (She make you feel)
Fantasy and whip appeal
Is all I can give you

Can you kiss me more
We're so young, boy
We ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me
Cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh (Oh, darlin')

Boy, you write your name
I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste
Oh lala la la
All on my tongue, I want it

Boy, you write your name
I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste
Oh lala la la
All on my tongue, I want it