Kiss Me More - Doja Cat ft SZA (lyrics) We hug and, yes, we make love And always just say, \u0022Goodnight\u0022 (la-la-la, la-la-la) And we cuddle, sure, I do love it But I need your lips on mine We\u0027re so young, boy, we ain\u0027t got nothing to lose, uh-oh (It\u0027s just principle) Baby, hold me \u0027cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh Boy, you write your name, I can do the same Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la All on my tongue, I want it (la-la-la, la-la) Boy, you write your name, I can do the same Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la All on my tongue, I want it (la-la-la, la-la) I, I feel like cuffing something But we can be corny, okay Sugar, I ain\u0027t no dummy-dummy I like to say, \u0022What if?\u0022 But if we could kiss and just cut the rubbish Then I might be on to something I ain\u0027t giving you one in public I\u0027m giving you hundreds, come get it Something we just gotta get into Sign first, middle, last, on the wisdom tooth And they wishing that the cookie 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\u0027re so young, boy, we ain\u0027t got nothing to lose, uh-oh (It\u0027s just principle) Baby, hold me \u0027cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh Boy, you write your name, I can do the same Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la All on my tongue, I want it (la-la-la, la-la) Boy, you write your name, I can do the same Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la, la-la All on my tongue, I want it (la-la-la, la-la) Say, give me a buck, need that gushy stuff Push your limit, no, you ain\u0027t good enough All your fellas say that you lost without me All my shawties feel like I dodged the county Cuffin\u0027 with you feel like jail, buddy I can\u0027t even exhale, buddy Cookie like holy grail, you know that You gon\u0027 make me need bail, you know that Caught dipping with your friend You ain\u0027t even half, man, lying on your-, you know that Got me a bag full of brick, you know that Control, don\u0027t slow the pace if I throw back All this cash for real (all this cash) Drama make you feel (make you feel) Fantasy and whip appeal is all I can give you We\u0027re so young, boy, we ain\u0027t got nothing to lose, uh-oh (It\u0027s just principle) Baby, hold me \u0027cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh Oh, darling 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 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