Kiss Me More

Kiss Me More

Kiss Me More - TEKST PIOSENKI

[Intro: Doja Cat]

We hug and yes, we make love

And always just say, "Goodnight" (La-la-la, la-la-la)

And we cuddle, sure I do love it

But I need your lips on mine

 

[Refren: Doja Cat]

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

 

[Po refrenie: Doja Cat]

Boy, you write your name, I can do the same

Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la

All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)

Boy, you write your name, I can do the same

Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la

All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)

 

[Zwrotka 1: Doja Cat]

I, I feel like fucking something

But we can be corny, fuck it

Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy

I likе to say, "What if?", but if

We could kiss and just cut the rubbish

Then I might bе on to 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

 

[Refren: Doja Cat]

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

 

[Po refrenie: Doja Cat]

Boy, you write your name, I can do the same

Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la

All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)

Boy, you write your name, I can do the same

Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la

All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la, la-la)

 

[Zwrotka 2: SZA]

Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff

Push your 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 creepin' with your friend

You ain't even half man, lyin' on your—, you know that

Got me a bag for the break, you know that

Control don't slow the pace, if I pull back

All this ass for real (Ahh)

Drama make you feel (Ahh)

Fantasy and whip appeal

Is all I can give you

 

[Refren: Doja Cat, SZA & Both]

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'

 

[Po refrenie: Doja Cat & SZA]

Boy, you write your name, I can do the same

Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-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-la-la-la-la-la

All on my tongue, I want it
Autorzy utworu: Yeti Beats ; Rogét Chahayed Autorzy tekstu: Amala Zandile Dlamini ; Carter Lang ; David Sprecher ; Gerard A. Powell II ; Lukasz Gottwald ; Rogét Chahayed ; Solana Rowe ; Stephen Kipner ; Terry Shaddick
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