Lipstick Kisses - Vanessa White, Wretch 32

I put my game on you

The same day I put my chains on you, babe

I took the blame from you

The devil wears Prada so it suit you

Told you «fuck your ex», that’s how you become exclusive

I love the while I fuck the hell outta you

Naughty by nature, I guess karma screws around in you

Any for you thoughts, any time there’s

You were in too deep

I treasure everything I found in you

I’m not deep by nature, baby, freaky by choice

Don’t expect me to be somebody else, stop all that noise

There’s no guarantee you’ll fulfill my desire

Cause love ain’t a game we play

You talk a big game, let me see what you’re made of

High heels, luxury, you can take off

You can then fuck tonight

That’s how we argue and then make up

I don’t need it but I’m craving your touch

I give you lipstick kisses, can’t get enough

When it’s late night, best friend, you call me up

I give you lipstick kisses, can’t get enough

It’s so dirty mind, your imagination

I don’t usually pick up and leave, but we can make arrangements

You want my commitment but I need you patience

Cause love ain’t a game we play

You talk a big game, let me see what you’re made of

High heels, luxury, you can take off

You can then fuck tonight

That’s how we argue and then make up

I don’t need it but I’m craving your touch

I give you lipstick kisses, can’t get enough

So when it’s late night, best friend, you call me up

I give you lipstick kisses, can’t get enough

I need don’t need a next chick for all Netflix and chill

When you’re free to you’ll be for real

Red carpet, red bottoms, we came dressed to kill

When they Saturday, I make sign the deal

I try to explain, I’m so proud of your ways

You going in was going out of your way

And you’ve done that

It’s like the love came to bless me

I got my hands cuffed on, arrest me

I’m doing with you, I’m doing fine with you

Speaking body language like I’m doing with you

Suicide with you cause even when you run the highway to heaven, girl, I do the

In the Uber, making smoother, hair messy like Medusa, Kamasutra

Even if I told her lie, this is true love, yeah

I’m guessing this is all us

I don’t need it but I’m craving your touch

I give you lipstick kisses, can’t get enough

So when it’s late night, best friend, you call me up

I give you lipstick kisses, can’t get enough