Hips

Lyrics by：Emily Kokal/Stella Mozgawa/Theresa Wayman/Jennifer Lee Lindberg

Composed by：Emily Kokal/Stella Mozgawa/Theresa Wayman/Jennifer Lee Lindberg

Higher

Higher

Higher

She's coming through your portal from a very steep climb

She's gonna make it she's got diamonds

Diamonds in her pocket and an army of light

Don't f**k with her she knows where you're hiding

You gotta love

You gotta love

You gotta love

You gotta love

You gotta love

You gotta love

You gotta love

Oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Mmm she's a little messiah jewel in the crown

Walking on water cruising through fire

It's shady weather there's fear in the house

Gotta come up on the pressure

Gotta gotta get up to get out

Oh oh oh oh gotta gotta get up to get out

Oh oh oh oh oh gotta gotta get up to get out

Oh oh oh oh oh oh gotta

Gotta get up to get out

Oh oh oh oh oh oh hips to the right

Oh oh oh oh oh hopes to the right

Oh oh oh oh oh oh lifting me up

Oh oh oh light of my life

I am feeling free do not get to decide

If I want to watch

If I want to lose control

If I can please myself if I can roll solo

And when I play hard the softness

Starts to show in my bones

I won't forget I won't forget

I won't forget I won't forget

I will remember will remember will remember

I won't forget I won't forget

I won't forget I won't forget

I will remember will remember will remember

I won't forget I won't forget

I won't forget I won't forget

I won't forget

I will remember will remember will remember this