Lyrics
It's not that I don't like it, baby
It's just that I like it a little too much
A kiss on the cheek every time that we meet
I turn cactus when we touch, touch
No matter what they say in the streets
We're not in the sheets bumpin' bags or bodies
Speakin' of sweet, I gotta make a little confession
You're a confection leaving me holy like teeth
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
It make me say oh, oh, oh, oh
It's not that I don't see ya, baby
It's just that I see ya a little too much
You cover all the zines in my conscious stream
And that's so ****ing weak
I've got subscriptions
And no matter what you're doing to me
I keep it to me, cuz honesty is a boner killer
Streets say the long game is the wrong game
But I never pursue it
So I play it like I'm foolish
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
I don't wanna sing
If it's all a dream
That means nothing to you
My lips clutch
When you open up
Cuz I don't what to do
I like it (I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it)
I like it (I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it)
Too much
It's just that I like it a little too much
A kiss on the cheek every time that we meet
I turn cactus when we touch, touch
No matter what they say in the streets
We're not in the sheets bumpin' bags or bodies
Speakin' of sweet, I gotta make a little confession
You're a confection leaving me holy like teeth
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
It make me say oh, oh, oh, oh
It's not that I don't see ya, baby
It's just that I see ya a little too much
You cover all the zines in my conscious stream
And that's so ****ing weak
I've got subscriptions
And no matter what you're doing to me
I keep it to me, cuz honesty is a boner killer
Streets say the long game is the wrong game
But I never pursue it
So I play it like I'm foolish
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it
I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it too much
I don't wanna sing
If it's all a dream
That means nothing to you
My lips clutch
When you open up
Cuz I don't what to do
I like it (I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it)
I like it (I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it)
Too much