Better or equal to the quality of the Denver rock quartet comprised of: Nick Zamora/Alex Zamora/Imkong Yaden/Keegan Spangenberg.
by Alex Zamora August 07, 2005
We hug and, yes, we make love
And always just say goodnight
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
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
Verse 2: Doja Cat
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be 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
Then 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
And always just say goodnight
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
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
Verse 2: Doja Cat
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be 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
Then 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
kiss me more
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
Drama make you feel
Fantasy and whip appeal is all I can give you
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
Drama make you feel
Fantasy and whip appeal is all I can give you
by stantwittertroll April 11, 2021
by baltimore ravens 08 December 30, 2008
by natewithglasses June 16, 2010
Friend: How are you? (cares, actually)
Friend: good just tired (for whateverty-seventh and a hundred time)
Friend: Get more sleep dude it’s like the characters in Darkest Dungeon. Take care of yourself
Friend: No
*muffled cursing, yeeting of persons into better habits*
Friend: good just tired (for whateverty-seventh and a hundred time)
Friend: Get more sleep dude it’s like the characters in Darkest Dungeon. Take care of yourself
Friend: No
*muffled cursing, yeeting of persons into better habits*
by Distractor in Chief March 31, 2021
In parody of "No-Nut November" and its rise in popularity in 2017, "Moan More Monday" is an event starting on the first Monday , in which you moan until completion in a quantity in relation to the date.
by AwareKu November 10, 2020
An expression of unknown origin that is used mainly among older British folk when someone breaks wind
Bob: *Lets one rip*
Jim: "More Tea, Vicar? Will ya stop farting for five sodding minutes, I'm trying to do something here"
Jim: "More Tea, Vicar? Will ya stop farting for five sodding minutes, I'm trying to do something here"
by Proper Sheffield lad July 30, 2021