Nolan Lewis - Kiss Me More

{verse 1}
Mm, 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}
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, and we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause i like the way you groove, uh-oh

{post-chorus}
Ooh, 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 (oh-la-la-la-la-la)
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

{verse 2}
Yeah, i, i feel like cuffin' somethin'
But we could be corny, okay
Sugar, i ain't no dummy, dummy
I like to say, "what if?", but if
We could kiss and then cut the rubbish
Then i might be onto somethin'
I ain't givin' you one in public (kyuh)
I'm givin' you hundreds, come get it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last on the wisdom tooth
And they wishin' that the cookie 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, and hickeys too, huh

{chorus}
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, and we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause i like the way you groove, uh-oh

{post-chorus}
Ooh, 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 (oh-la-la-la-la-la)
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

{verse 3}
Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff
Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough
All my buddies feel like i dodged a bullet
All my shorties feel like i dodged the county
Lovin' with you feel like jail (jail)
Said i can't even exhale (exhale)
And it's like holy grail, you know that
You gon' make me need bail, you know that
Caught dippin' with your friend
And 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
Oh, this is for real
Drama make you feel
Fantasy and whip appeal is all i can give you

{chorus}
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, and we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause i like the way you groove, uh-oh

{post-chorus}
Ooh, 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 (oh-la-la-la-la-la)
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 (yeah, yeah)