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We hug and yes, we make love
And 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, la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I it (la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, it
Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy
I like to say, "What if?", but if
We could and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be 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 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
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy
We ain't got nothin' to lose, oh, oh
It's principle
Baby, 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, la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
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 like I dodged the county
Fuckin' you feel like jail, nigga (feel jail)
I can't even exhale, (exhale)
Pussy like holy grail, you know that
You gon' make me need bail, you know that
Caught dippin' your friend
You ain't even half man, lyin' on ya-, you know that
Got me a bag of brick, you that
Control, don't slow the pace if I throw back
All this ass for real (all this ass)
make you (make you feel)
Fantasy and 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, me
'Cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh
Oh, darlin'
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
And 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, la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I it (la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, it
Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy
I like to say, "What if?", but if
We could and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be 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 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
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy
We ain't got nothin' to lose, oh, oh
It's principle
Baby, 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, la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
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 like I dodged the county
Fuckin' you feel like jail, nigga (feel jail)
I can't even exhale, (exhale)
Pussy like holy grail, you know that
You gon' make me need bail, you know that
Caught dippin' your friend
You ain't even half man, lyin' on ya-, you know that
Got me a bag of brick, you that
Control, don't slow the pace if I throw back
All this ass for real (all this ass)
make you (make you feel)
Fantasy and 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, me
'Cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh
Oh, darlin'
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
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