Ab-Soul - Housewives (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] I got it It's lit, it's lit Yeah [Hook: Bas + Ab-Soul] Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You n***as been rippin' us off You n***as just talking the most like Housewives Pockets is full of the hope from the quotes I never wrote Telling me and my bro dope burger came for the dope only Benjamin Franklin them folks owe me Ba**y told you my n***a, I got the loud and it's lit Went to college a bit, but ain't pay off all my tuition Now I'm back in the town from rapping for crowds A n***a been searching for purpose And guess what I found? [Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Pastor Blackman join my diocese Warn the people sleeping on the legion I'm a Dreamvillain talking major keys Think DJ Khaled playing Mavis Beacon Soulo found the loud and lit it back woods Back to back, it's like I'm mad at Meek Burning brain cells with my n***a that just made bail like last week Still ducking strays in the plies like submissive b**hes With my dogs at the top with some heat and f** all ya'll 'til I'm in the box Six feet underneath the gravel, casket made of 47 karat gold Here the trump is blowed, Jesus banging the gavel Soul [Hook 2: Bas] Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You n***as been rippin' us off You n***as just talking the most like Housewives [Verse 2: Bas] Soulo hold up let me get it back Had to run the ball, bring the city back Got the power in my head, yeah, yeah Been a year since I fit in fitted caps Go and tell them n***as that Bas brought the East back, eat that n***as play my album and repeat that n***as play your album, hear them weak raps And delete that, that's soft sh** Need some wheatgra** Better boss up, awh f** Got your b**h starstruck, off us Got five figures in my offers Ma how the times have changed I might leave tour and go buy the range I see the snakes, I see the fakes I see 'em straight through designer frames I just got crib out in L.A I get my pick at the thots, but she can not stay If she had her way she'd be picking the locks Got a shower big enough to dance in What's your favorite singer in the dances? In the party, in the back booming Rep the city like I'm Pat Ewing Fiends high as bald eagles And my product all legal Word to Soulo my n***a I got the loud and it's lit [Hook 2: Bas] Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You n***as been rippin' us off You n***as just talking the most like Housewives [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Like I do my Saint Laurents She can't wait to take 'em off Complimenting my expensive jeans Turn your housewife to a thot-ty Thought a b**h made a thizz face All these n***as do is copy, wait what? We ain't buying none of that sh**, that sh** For the birds and the fact is, you just a knat to a pterodactyl However unbalanced that is, this ain't about status We cease and desisting y'all, the teachers dismissing ya'll Insisting you give it up Cole World, codeine in my cup Fiends [Hook 3: Bas] Look at 'em sippin' the sauce You n***as been rippin' us off You n***as just talking the most like Housewives Pockets is full of the hope homie Tell 'em we came for the dope only For the dope only Benjamin Franklins them folks owe me And we ain't buyin' none of that sh** And we ain't buyin' none of that sh** And we ain't buyin' none of that sh** (You n***as just talking the most like Housewives) [Outro] Word to Soulo my n***a I got the loud and it's lit Went to college a bit Pissed off my scholarship quick Now I'm back in the town I'm back in the town A n***a been searching for purpose There's nothin' around