Come here
So, which one of these do you like
This Lip Petal by Bobbi Brown and
Hold on
This is Veneer by M-A-C
Which one do you like best?

You know, you look good when your makeup ain’t on, right
But, when you put on that lipstick
Shawty
You leave it everywhere
That’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout

Put on that baby tee, baby tee, baby please, oh no
I'm gonna break you off tonight
Girl you be lacing me, lacing me with that, ooh no
Baby, leave them lip prints on me tonight
Lay on your back and let your eyes find a star
You be my Venus, love is Jupiter, I'm your Mars
We gonna turn this bedroom into the sun
We takin’ flight
Oh baby

Got your hair did
I’m about to mess that sh*t up
My gun on fire, it’s about to be a stick up
Mmm gettin' hit up tonight, yeah
Hold me, hold me, hold me

I love it when she put them pretty lips on me
Purple kisses, purple kisses
She kiss me from my head down to my feet
Purple kisses, purple kisses
She got that M-A-C on her lips when she doing it to me
Purple kisses, purple kisses
When she ready to go, I never let her leave
Purple kisses, purple kisses
I love the way she kisses on me, on me, on me, on me
The way she kiss on me, on me, on me, on me
Shawty she kiss on me, on me, on me
You should see how she kiss on me

You got my ex shawty hatin’ on my, oh no
Cause you do it just how I like
And everywhere I go, them ni**as wanna fight the boy
Cause she be on it like a kid on a bike
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Shawty so tight
Uh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Shawty kept them lips lookin’ right for me
That M-A-C on, for me
That lip gloss, for me

I love it when she put them pretty lips on me
Purple kisses, purple kisses
She kiss me from my head down to my feet
Purple kisses, purple kisses
She got that M-A-C on her lips when she doing it to me
Purple kisses, purple kisses
When she ready to go, I never let her leave
Purple kisses, purple kisses
I love the way she kisses on me, on me, on me, on me
The way she kiss on me, on me, on me, on me
Shawty she kiss on me, on me, on me
You should see how she kiss on me

Now there goes my doorbell
And I’m happy she’s here
But I gotta wait a minute
And there’s number two
And even though shawty’s the sh*t
I can’t let her know she’s winning
I’m racin’ down the stairs
I open the door, she’s right there
And she’s like, “How you like my hair?”
I’m like, “That bob looks fly, but them lips, oh my”
Can’t wait ‘til you plant that kiss on me, on me, on me, on me
Kiss on me, on me, on me, on me