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Doja Cat - Kiss Me More - Aistriúchán na Gaeilge (Liricí Amhrán)

We hug and, yes, we make love
And always just say goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la)
And we cuddle, sure, I do love it
But I need your lips on mine


Doja Cat - Kiss Me More (Liricí Amhrán)

We hug and, yes, we make love
And always just say goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la)
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 you groove, 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 (La-la-la-la-la-la)
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 (La-la-la-la-la-la)

[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

[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 you groove, 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 (La-la-la-la-la-la)
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 3: SZA]
Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff
Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough
All your 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 (Ah)
Drama make you feel (Ah)
Fantasy and whip appeal is all I can give you

[Chorus: Doja Cat, SZA & Both]


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 you groove, uh-oh
Oh, darlin'

[Post-Chorus: SZA & Doja Cat]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it


Doja Cat - Kiss Me More - Aistriúchán na Gaeilge (Liricí Amhrán)



Táimid ag barróg agus, tá, déanaimid grá
Agus i gcónaí a rá Goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la)
Agus déanaimid cuddle, cinnte, is breá liom é
Ach tá do liopaí de dhíth orm ar an mianach

[Chorus: Doja Cat]
An féidir leat níos mó a phógadh dom?
Táimid chomh hóg sin, buachaill, ní bhfuair muid nothin 'le cailleadh, uh-oh
Níl ann ach prionsabal
Leanbh, coinnigh dom 'cúis liom an bealach a chaitheann tú, uh-oh

[Iar-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Buachaill, a scríobhann tú d'ainm, is féidir liom an rud céanna a dhéanamh
Ó, is breá liom an blas, la-la-la-la-la


Gach ar mo theanga, ba mhaith liom é (la-la-la-la-la-la)
Buachaill, a scríobhann tú d'ainm, is féidir liom an rud céanna a dhéanamh
Ó, is breá liom an blas, la-la-la-la-la
Gach ar mo theanga, ba mhaith liom é (la-la-la-la-la-la)

[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
I, is dóigh liom gur mhaith liom fuckin 'somethin'
Ach d'fhéadfaimis a bheith corny, fuck é
Siúcra, níl aon chaocha, caochadán agam
Is maith liom a rá, "Cad a tharlóidh?", Ach má tá
D'fhéadfaimis an bruscar a phógadh agus a ghearradh díreach
Ansin d'fhéadfainn a bheith ar somethin '
Níl tú ag givin 'tú go poiblí
Táim ag givin 'tú na céadta, fuck é


Somethin 'ní dhéanaimid ach dul isteach
Sínigh an chéad, an lár, an ceann deireanach ar an bhfiacla eagna
Niggas Wishin 'go raibh an pussy ina mboth pissin'
Blas bricfeasta, lón, agus gin agus sú
Agus an dinnéar sin díreach cosúil le milseog freisin
Agus nuair a dhéanaimid Fraincis, athnuachan, gimme dhá cheann
Nuair a ghreamaím an liopa sin, tagann mé chugam freisin
Tá sé ag iarraidh lipstick, snasta liopa, hickeys freisin, huh

[Chorus: Doja Cat]
An féidir leat níos mó a phógadh dom?
Táimid chomh hóg sin, buachaill, ní bhfuair muid nothin 'le cailleadh, uh-oh
Níl ann ach prionsabal
Leanbh, coinnigh dom 'cúis liom an bealach a chaitheann tú, uh-oh



[Iar-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Buachaill, a scríobhann tú d'ainm, is féidir liom an rud céanna a dhéanamh
Ó, is breá liom an blas, la-la-la-la-la
Gach ar mo theanga, ba mhaith liom é (la-la-la-la-la-la)
Buachaill, a scríobhann tú d'ainm, is féidir liom an rud céanna a dhéanamh
Ó, is breá liom an blas, la-la-la-la-la
Gach ar mo theanga, ba mhaith liom é

[Véarsa 3: Sza]
Abair buck dom, is gá an stuif gushy sin a dhéanamh
Brúigh an teorainn, níl, níl tú go maith go leor
Deir do chuid Niggas go léir gur chaill tú gan mé
Mothaíonn mo chuid bitches go léir gur chuir mé an contae


FUCKIN 'LE DO THOIL LE DO THOIL LE DO THOIL, NIGGA
Ní féidir liom fiú exhale, nigga
Pussy cosúil le Grail Naofa, tá a fhios agat sin
Is gá duit bannaí a dhéanamh dom, tá a fhios agat sin
Gafa Dippin 'le do chara
Níl tú fiú leathfhear, lyin 'ar do-, tá a fhios agat sin
Fuair ​​mé mála lán de brící dom, tá a fhios agat sin
Rialú, ná cuir moill ar an luas má chaitheann mé ar ais
An t-asal seo go léir le haghaidh fíor (ah)
Drámaíocht a fhágann go mbraitheann tú (ah)
Is é an t-achomharc fantaisíochta agus fuip is féidir liom a thabhairt duit

[Chorus: Doja Cat, Sza & an dá rud]
An féidir leat níos mó a phógadh dom?


Táimid chomh hóg sin, buachaill, ní bhfuair muid nothin 'le cailleadh, uh-oh
Níl ann ach prionsabal
Leanbh, coinnigh dom 'cúis liom an bealach a chaitheann tú, uh-oh
Ó, darlin '

[Iar-Chorus: Sza & Doja Cat]
Buachaill, a scríobhann tú d'ainm, is féidir liom an rud céanna a dhéanamh
Ooh, is breá liom an blas, OH-la-la-la-la-la
Gach ar mo theanga, ba mhaith liom é
Buachaill, a scríobhann tú d'ainm, is féidir liom an rud céanna a dhéanamh
Ooh, is breá liom an blas, OH-la-la-la-la-la
Gach ar mo theanga, ba mhaith liom é