K.I.S.S. (feat. Dirty Money & Murphy Lee)

Uh-huh. uhh, uhh, uhh, listen The way your Apple Bottom pokin out got me on a mission I wanna get you in every kind of position I don't wanna keep my cool baby, I can't keep my distance Girl I salute you, I'll be at attention I'm so into you, I just wanna be your lover On the floor, in the chair, under covers When I'm kissin you I can't think about another (think about another) Girl (think-a, think about another) turn the lights on You're my pride and joy, you're my baby boy People ask me how I feel, 'bout you They ask me if I love you (baby, I want your love) And if I'm crazy 'bout ya (baby, I want your love) Kissin you is, all that I've been thinkin of Kissin you is, ooooh, ooooh Kissin you is, all that I've been thinkin of Kissin you is, ooooh, ooooh See I'ma kiss you, wan' go up to your body, shawty you will never Scorpio, girl I was built for pleasure I'll make your body start rainin, I change the weather Let it fall on me, I don't need no umbrella I get it - from the back (from the back) from the front (from the front) On your side lil' mama, now here it come Heyyyy, I just wanna be your loverrrrrr {yeahhhhhhh} Now sing it for me girl Look, uhh, yo, check it, uhh I'm in a Lex' bubbly talkin to my text buddy Said I forgot about her thinkin 'bout my next money Not only that honey, kissin's what I think of You got the Wi-Fi, what's the code so we can link up Kitchen flo', kitchen table, fuck the whole sink up The best sprinkler, your back open like a pick-up The mess that you're makin we can blame it on the liquor If that's not enough then you can blame it on Murph' baby