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 you, baby
It's just that I see you a little too much
You cover all the zines in my conscious stream
And that's so fucking weak
I've got subscriptions

And no matter what you're doing to me
I keep it to me 'cause 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

And my lips clutch when you open up
'Cause I don't know what to do
You know I like it, baby, you know I like it, baby
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