Feelings (feat. Breana Martin)

Jumpin' jumpin' through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Jumpin' jumpin' through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling

Driving down the highway
And we feel the tension
Radio's playing
But we're not listening
Cuz you said some shit
And I said some shit
But I wanna shift
Into something quick
Cuz I wanna get you in my room
Fuck away what caused this mood
Lose ourselves till we make it through
And forget what we gotta do
Cuz we can talk till we're blue
But I'd rather be all under you
No time for the what, when, who
It's just us two

Jumpin' jumpin' through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Jumpin' jumpin' through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling

Pulling up to the driveway
Still feel the tension
But my mind is racing
Cuz ima teach you a lesson
Shoulda taken you in that room
Little quickie then we on the move
But instead what I want you to do is fuck me, fill me, own me too
Push against the wall, baby
Till we fucking fall, baby
Can't even make it to the bed
Take me here right now instead
Give it all you got, baby
And never fucking stop, baby
We got our own little motion
And right now so I'm open

Jumpin' jumpin' through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Jumpin' jumpin' through the ceiling
We fucking living
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling
Can't fight the feeling
Oh no can't fight the feeling



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Vasquez
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