Kiss Me More (feat. SZA)

Doja Cat

We hug and yes, we make love
And always just say goodnight (la-la-la-la-la)
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, oh, oh
(It's just principle)
Baby, hold me
'Cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh

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

I, I feel like fucking something
But we can be corny fucking
Sugar, I ain't no dummy-dummy
I likе to say: What if?
But if we can 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 kissing 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, oh, oh
(It's just principle)
Baby, hold me
'Cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh

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

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 dreepin' with your friend
You ain't even half man, lyin' on ya—, 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

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

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

Written by: Doja Cat / SZA / Yeti Beats / Carter Lang / Rogét Chahayed / Dr. Luke / tizhimself
Sent by Bardigang. Subtitled by Lilith and Emilly. Revised by Kebetti.
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