Bailey Flores - Kiss Me More Lyrics

We hug and yes, we make love
And always just say "Goodnight"
Oh-oh-oh, 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
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh

And boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, ooh-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
You write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, ooh-la-la-la

I, I feel like f*ckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, f*ck 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 on to somethin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds, f*ck it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last, on the wisdom tooth
They be wishin' that the pussy was a kissin' booth
Taste breakfast, lunch and gin and juice
And that dinner taste like dessert too
When we French, refresh, gimme two, I want you
When I bite that lip, come and get me too
He want lipstick, lip gloss and hickeys too

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

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

Say give me a buck, I need that gushy stuff
Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough
All your homies say that you lost without me
All my bitches feel like I dodged the county
F*ckin' with you feel like jail
I can't even exhale
The 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 have man, lyin' on ya-, 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
Drama make you feel
Fantasy and whip appeal
Is all I can give to you

So kiss me more
We're so young, boy
We ain't got nothin' to lose
And it's just principle
Baby, hold me
'Cause I like the way you groove

And boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love your taste, oh-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
You write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste

Ooh-ooh-ooh