North Hills ft. Myiesha Lincoln Lyrics

Non-stop flight to LAX

Five hours fourteen minutes

No aisle seat or window view

Middle seat trying to get to you

Shuttle over to Van Nuys

Uber over to North Hills

Can't believe I'm in LA

A week ago I was praying

No key or doorbell I just type in my code

And I open the door and wait 'til she gets home

She's happy to see me

Girl, let's get some groceries

And let's pour some liquor

Let's 'bout gettin' richer

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I fly across the country (yeah yeah yeah)

Feels like I hit the lottery (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

I wanna smoke a lot of weed (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Girl, we gon' do a lot of things (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

You're only here 'til Sunday

And you know I'm 'bout to make your weekend

Feels like I'm jumpin' in the deep end

And the smoke has got me on the ceiling

Take me on a date

Spicy Tuna Sushi

Play some R.Kelly

Feeling on ya booty

Hop in the Jacuzzi

I wanna play

I'm glad you're here

Whisper in my ear

I'm the only

Only One Only One Only One

Only One Only One Only One

Only One yeah yeah yeah

I fly across the country (yeah yeah yeah)

Feels like I hit the lottery (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

I wanna smoke a lot of weed (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Girl, we gon' do a lot of things (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Whisper in my that I'm

Only One Only One Only One

Only One Only One Only One

Only One yeah yeah yeah