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I Don’t Wanna Cuddle

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[Intro] Pull up in the gravel, dust in the air Boots on the dash, you just sit there and stare You say you need “love,” I know what’s up You ain’t in my bed just to talk it up (nah) [Verse 1] Snap on your phone with your tongue on your lip Cowboy hat low, little curve in your hip You say “hold me close,” I just laugh, take a sip ‘Cause I know what you want when you bite that drip Backseat laid down in the F-150 Moon on your thigh, yeah, the night get risky You start talkin’ feelings, I get shifty You ain’t here for sweet, you here for filthy [Pre-Chorus] You keep sayin’ “boy, let’s take it slow” But your hands don’t listen, they already know Don’t dress it up, girl, call it what it is You ain’t tryna cuddle when you move like this (move like this) [Chorus] I don’t wanna cuddle, I just wanna fuck (yeah) Hands on your waist, girl, I’ma tear it up (tear it up) You don’t want forever, you just want it rough Look me in the eye, don’t you dress it up I don’t wanna cuddle, I just wanna fuck (just wanna, just wanna) Bed frame bangin’, you can feel it in your gut (woah) We can keep pretendin’ that it’s about “us” But you know what it is, we just here to bust (yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] Tat on your hip peekin’ out that lace You ride me like dirt roads, all over this place You say “hold me after,” I just need that space You say you don’t care, but it’s all in your face Country little baddie with a city girl streak Halo on Sunday, heathen all week Heart talk cheap when your body gon’ speak You pull me back in, we repeat, repeat [Pre-Chorus] You keep sayin’ “boy, let’s take it slow” But your hands don’t listen, they already know Don’t dress it up, girl, call it what it is You ain’t tryna cuddle when you move like this (like this, like this) [Chorus] I don’t wanna cuddle, I just wanna fuck Hands on your waist, girl, I’ma tear it up (hey) You don’t want forever, you just want it rough Look me in the eye, don’t you dress it up I don’t wanna cuddle, I just wanna fuck (yeah) Bed frame bangin’, you can feel it in your gut We can keep pretendin’ that it’s about “us” But you know what it is, we just here to bust (just here to—) [Bridge] Truck door slam, little laugh in the dark (in the dark) You say it ain’t love, but you still leave a mark (leave a mark) Screenshots, secrets, sittin’ in your phone We both talk big ‘bout bein’ better alone [Chorus] I don’t wanna cuddle, I just wanna fuck Hands on your waist, girl, I’ma tear it up You don’t want forever, you just want it rough Look me in the eye, don’t you dress it up I don’t wanna cuddle, I just wanna fuck (oh yeah) Bed frame bangin’, you can feel it in your gut We can keep pretendin’ that it’s about “us” But you know what it is, we just here to bust