| 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 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? Kiss Me More Lyrics — STAYC 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 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? 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 |
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