[Verse 1: Doja Cat]

We hug and, yes, we make love

And always just say goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la)

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 (La-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-la

All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)



[Verse 2: Doja Cat]

I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'

But we could bе 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

Thеn 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



[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 (La-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-la

All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)



[Verse 3: SZA]

Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff

Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough

All you niggas say that you lost without me

All my bitches feel like I dodged the county

Fuckin' 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



[Chorus: Doja Cat, SZA & Both]

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

Oh, darlin'



[Post-Chorus: SZA & Doja Cat]

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