My High - Tinashe
We've been living in a fantasy
Living in a fantasy
Living in a fantasy
I said we've been living in a fantasy
Living in a fantasy
Living in a fantasy
Living in a fantasy
I told ya that I don't wanna make a scene
I don't wanna make a scene
I don't wanna make a scene
I said please don't let go of me
Don't let go of me
Don't let go of me
No don't let go
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
Baby
Baby
What you think you're doing to me
Doing to me doing to me
On my knees take control of me
Take control of me take control of me
Without warning warning warning the storm is coming
The storm is coming
The storm is coming
The storm is coming
Without warning that storm is coming storm is coming
Come on baby
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
While I feel
Stop I
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
High
High
High
High
High
High
High
You better moan you want me
You better
You better hold on tightly
You better hold some tightly
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high
You better moan you want me to the beat tonight
You better hold on tightly if I try to fight
The pot of gold I'm hiding is for you to find
You better go down on me while I feel my high