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 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 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 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 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 My lips clutch When you open up 'Cause I don't know what To do I like I like it I like it I like it I like it I like it I like it I like it Too much