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We hug and, yes, we make love And always just say [goodnight] And we cuddle, sure I do love it But I need your lips on mine Chorus: 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 we move, uh-oh Post-Chorus: Doja Cat Boy, you write your name, I can do the same Oh, I love the taste, 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 All on my tongue, [I want it] Verse 2: Doja Cat I, I feel like fuckin' somethin' But we could be corny, fuck it Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy I like to say, "What if?", but if We could kiss and just cut the rubbish Then I might be onto 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
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