We hug and yes, we make love
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And always just say, "Goodnight" (La-la-la, la-la-la)
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And we cuddle, sure I do love it
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But I need your lips on mine
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[Chorus: Doja Cat]
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Can you kiss me more?
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We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
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It's just principle
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Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh
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[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
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Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
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Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la
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All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)
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Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
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Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la
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All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)
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[Verse 1: Doja Cat]
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I, I feel like fucking something
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But we can be corny, fuck it
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Sugar, I ain't no dummy-dummy
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I likе to say, "What if?", but if
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We could kiss and just cut the rubbish
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Then I might bе on to somethin'
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I ain't givin' you one in public
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I'm givin' you hundreds, fuck it
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Somethin' we just gotta get into
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Sign first, middle, last, on the wisdom tooth
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Niggas wishin' that the pussy was a kissin' booth
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Taste breakfast, lunch and gin and juice
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And that dinner just like dessert too
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And when we French, refresh gimme two
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When I bite that lip, come get me too
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He want lipstick, lip-gloss, hickeys too, huh
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[Chorus: Doja Cat]
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Can you kiss me more?
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We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
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It's just principle
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Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh
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[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
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Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
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Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la
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All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)
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Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
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Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la
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All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)
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[Verse 2: SZA]
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Say give me a buck, need that Gucci stuff
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Push your limit, no, you ain't good enough
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All your niggas say that you lost without me
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All my bitches feel like I dodged it, don't need
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Fuckin' with you feel like jail, nigga
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I can't even exhale, nigga
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Pussy like holy grail, you know that
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You gon' make me need bail, you know that
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Caught creepin' with your friend
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You ain't even half man lyin' on your—, you know that
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Got me a bag for the break, you know that
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Control don't slow the pace, if I pull back
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All this ass for real (Ahh)
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Drama make you feel (Ahh)
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Fantasy and whip appeal
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Is all I can give you
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[Chorus: Doja Cat, SZA & Both]
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Can you kiss me more?
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We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
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It's just principle
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Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh
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Oh darlin'
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[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat & SZA]
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Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
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Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
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All on my tongue, I want it
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Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
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Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
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All on my tongue, I want it
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Kiss Me More (Feat. SZA)
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| Doja Cat |
