• 标题:Kiss Me More
  • 歌手:Doja Cat;SZA
  • 专辑:Kiss Me More
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  • 语言:en
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    作词 : Amala Zandile Dlamini/David Sprecher/Rogét Chahayed/Carter Lang/Gerard A. Powell II/Solana Rowe
    作曲 : Amala Zandile Dlamini/David Sprecher/Rogét Chahayed/Carter Lang/Gerard A. Powell II/Solana Rowe
    (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
    Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
    All on my tongue, I want it
    Boy, you write you name, I can do the same
    I, I feel like ****ing something
    But we could be corny **** it
    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, **** 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
    We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, oh, oh
    (SZA)
    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
    ****in' 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 (Ah)
    Drama make you feel (Ah)
    Fantasy and whip appeal
    is all I can give you
    (Doja Cat & SZA)
    Baby, hold me, 'cause I like the way you groove, oh oh oh darling