Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tony McGovern
Tony McGovern
Guitar
Eddie Campbell
Eddie Campbell
Keyboards
Robert Hodgens
Robert Hodgens
Background Vocals
Michael Bannister
Michael Bannister
Programming
Texas
Texas
Performer
Angelica Bjornsson
Angelica Bjornsson
Background Vocals
Wu-Tang Clan
Wu-Tang Clan
Performer
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Vocals
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Vocals
Sharleen Spiteri
Sharleen Spiteri
Vocals
Barrie Cadogan
Barrie Cadogan
Guitar
Jack McElhone
Jack McElhone
Background Vocals
John McElhone
John McElhone
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Hodgens
Robert Hodgens
Songwriter
Eddie Campbell
Eddie Campbell
Songwriter
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Lyrics
Sharleen Spiteri
Sharleen Spiteri
Songwriter
Jack McElhone
Jack McElhone
Songwriter
John McElhone
John McElhone
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Bannister
Michael Bannister
Recording Engineer
Angelica Bjornsson
Angelica Bjornsson
Producer
Ash Howes
Ash Howes
Mixing Engineer
Miles Showell
Miles Showell
Recording Engineer
John McElhone
John McElhone
Producer

Lyrics

High, high, high We got high, high, high We got high, high, high (Texas, Wu-Tang) We got high (high, high, high, high) Yeah, yo, yo Ayo the vision that I can reveal is so real Sail through, the boat is four mil Still real as Enzo Ferrari On a rich two hundred band Bulgari Pool party, Spanish calamari Sippin' Cardi B backwards, that's Bacardi Spinning through Spanish ocean Pussy soaking slid through grease even met the Pope and Hoping no commotion, no provoking Both of our hearts get left unbroken True love embraced with a new hug Ghostface, baby face, lace with a new dove We stick together like new cubs Look fly together like blue doves We stay buggin' out like a few bugs Where my shit at? I'm gonna take my time on this road I've gotta find a place we call home I've gotta change your mind, yeah, before we get old High, high, high We got high, high, high We got high, high, high We got high (high, high, high, high) Yo listen, yo look, loo-loo-look Yesterday I sent you an emoji With two hearts, a kiss and a roadie How could I resist the bliss of your lips Or miss the chance to bless your hands and your wrists With black and blue diamonds We was climbing to the top of the world, girl We was finding out about each other, we're street lovers Sometimes lose their way when they lay in deep cover Cuddle in a huddle, we would snuggle in a bubble With a duffel bag of cash, no worries and no struggles Ruffle up my feathers 'til my cards got shuffled Then my heart got befuddled And the only rebuttal was "can we try again?", you and I again Cayman islands under the sky again You're in a white dress looking your very best I'm gonna take my time on this road I've gotta find a place we call home I've gotta change your mind, yeah, before we get old I'm gonna take my time on this road I've gotta find a place we call home I've gotta to change your mind, yeah, before we get old We was getting close to golden bridge of faith And kicking the casket and waterfalls- High, high, high We got high, high, high We got high, high, high (up, up in the sky) We got high (high, high, high, high) We got high, high, high We got high, high, high (yeah, we got high up in the sky) We got high, high, high We got high
Writer(s): John Mcelhone, Robert Hodgens, Sharleen Spiteri, Jack Mcelhone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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