Houses in the Hills

Your body good
Lips are smooth
Everything designer even Alvar Aalto shoes
We making love
On the rooftop
View over the city like we, we smoking hookah
Girl you need to know this you need me and you know it
So why you so cold acting like you don’t know me
Don’t know me, know me, know me, girl you know me
Diamonds in your hair
Cruising Malibu
Houses in the hills that I drew for you
I, I drew for you, girl I drew for you
Houses, furniture, shoes
Houses, houses, furniture, shoes
Monday to Friday I never have to sleep
You better come over, I think I’m in too deep
Corbusier money, architecture swerve
Never eating honey, G-town is the turf
Raw vegan lifestyle everything designer
Habitat grinder, Fendi and the Prada
Put that on your neck, that good good booty
Smash it, smash it, rebuild it rebuild it
Girl I took a hit for the road
Girl I fuck with you
All my niggas know I’m the boss, yeah, yeah
So they fuck with me
I’m looking for a girl to play the part with me, yeah, yeah
Will you vibe with me, yeah, yeah
No need to be shy with me yeah, yeah
Let’s feel this bass, somewhere privately, yeah, yeah
We shot callers babe
We shot, we shot callers babe, yeah yeah