Songtext Options Doja Cat

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I don't need lovin'
Late night, cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on my body
Kitchen, vibin', bedroom, closet
Pickin' at us, well maybe
You know we both got options

I know you faded, boy
I feel it wearin' off
Went to get Hen' and Coke
I like the way you talk, yeah
I couldn't give a fuck
Givin' him paranoia
He just wanna smash on tour
Fuckin' for the new velours
I like it when you with me all night
I can't imagine what you might try
Yeah, you so full of surprises
Guess you one of my vices
You want a picket fence and no wife
You never change your mind when I cry
Yeah, I see you flossin', you know it
Droppin' your jaw when the drawers hit the floor

I don't need lovin'
Late night, cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on my body
Kitchen, vibin', bedroom, closet
Pickin' at us, well maybe
You know we both got options

You can count on me
To never count on you
I'm only down for you
We pretty down, baby, well, I, I

She wanna fuck a nigga like she love me
She got a lover but I might get lucky
Don't you got me on a drain like a drunkie
Lookin' at the junkie, you trunk like a junkie
We don't speak, just fuck a twice a week
And if she like freaks, we must try a fivesome
Do it on the beach, in the sand, let me see somethin'
Seashells, on the shore, I'ma beach bum
Finna eat somethin' when you come, don't you wanna let me know
Layin' on my bed like a vegetable, love when you say, "Never let me go"
Just like a pole you professional
Stand on your hand 'cause you flexible
Now she tryna fuck me in the restroom or the parking lot
The restaurant, anywhere, everywhere, anytime, I

I don't need lovin'
Late night, cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on my body
Kitchen, vibin', bedroom, closet
Pickin' at us, well maybe
You know we both got options

I don't need lovin'
Late night, cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on my body
Kitchen, vibin', bedroom, closet
Pickin' at us, well maybe
You know we both got options