Body High
She going down, but I belong for this love
Blew from your body
I thank goddess, girl, you got me through the rush
Consumed, all I wanted
Caught between the middle of your slow style
And tangled up in 3:00 a.m. good morning, nights we trust
That pussy's got me living like I died and fell in love
But I just wanted to say
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
Feeling steady, girl, you win me with your drug
Now I'm only getting started
I spin in circles, found my purpose was too low (too low, too low)
Swear that now she's showing off to get me turned on
Got me rolling slow and down to finish
Girl, I'll still go in oceans, 'til the morning comes
'Til the morning comes
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) got nothing to prove
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) got nothing to prove
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Feeling on that body high)
(I'm feeling on that body high)
(I'm feeling on that body high)
(I'm feeling on that body high) (high, high, high)
Blew from your body
I thank goddess, girl, you got me through the rush
Consumed, all I wanted
Caught between the middle of your slow style
And tangled up in 3:00 a.m. good morning, nights we trust
That pussy's got me living like I died and fell in love
But I just wanted to say
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
Feeling steady, girl, you win me with your drug
Now I'm only getting started
I spin in circles, found my purpose was too low (too low, too low)
Swear that now she's showing off to get me turned on
Got me rolling slow and down to finish
Girl, I'll still go in oceans, 'til the morning comes
'Til the morning comes
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
I'm feeling on that body high
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) got nothing to prove
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) got nothing to prove
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Feeling on that body high)
(I'm feeling on that body high)
(I'm feeling on that body high)
(I'm feeling on that body high) (high, high, high)
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Writer(s): Zale Epstein, Dave Badiuk, Harrison Jarvis Brome
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