Luyện nghe bài hát Housewives (Remix)

I got it
I got it, it's lit, lit

Look at 'em the sauce
You niggas been us off
You niggas talking the most like

Pockets is of the hope from the
quotes I never
Tell em' me and my bro Doe came
for the only
Benjamin Franklin them owe me
Bassy you my nigga, I got the loud
and lit
Went to college a bit, but pay off
all my
Now I'm back in the town from
for
A nigga been for purpose
And guess I found?
Pastor Black Lip join my
Warn the people sleeping on the
I'm a Dreamvillain talking keys
Think DJ Khaled Mavis Beacon
Soulo found the loud and lit it

Back to back, it's I'm mad at Meek
Burning brain cells with my nigga
just made bail like week
Still strays in the plies like
bitches
With my at the top and we in heat,
all ya'll
I'm in the box
Six feet underneath the gravel,
made of 47 gold
Hear the blow, Jesus banging
the

Look at 'em the sauce
You niggas been us off
You just talking the most like

Soulo hold up let me get it
Had to run the borough, the city

Got the power in my head, yeah,
Been a since I fit in fitted caps
Go and tell niggas that Bas
brought the back, eat that
Niggas play my album and repeat
Niggas your album, hear them weak

And delete that, soft shit
Need wheatgrass
Better up, awh fuck
Got bitch starstruck, all fuss
Got five figures in my
My how the times have
I might tour and go buy the

I see the snakes, I see the
I see 'em straight through

I just got out in L.A
I get my at the thots, but she can
not
If she had her way be picking the

Got a big enough to dance in
With favorite singer and the

In the party, in the booming
Rep the city like I'm Pat
Fiends high as eagles
And my product all
Word to my nigga
I got the and it's lit

Look at 'em the sauce
You niggas been us off
Like I do my Laurents
She can't wait to 'em off
my expensive jeans
Turn your housewife to a
Thought a bitch cadance a thizz

All these niggas do is copy, wait
We ain't none of that shit, that

For the birds and the fact is, you a
to a pterodactyl
However that is, this ain't
about
We cease and y'all, the
dismissing ya'll
Insisting you it up
Cole World, in my cup

Look at 'em the sauce
You niggas rippin' us off
You niggas talking the most like

Pockets is of the hope homie
Tell 'em we came for the dope
For the only
Franklins them folks owe me
And we ain't buyin' none of shit
And we ain't buyin' none of shit
And we ain't buyin' none of that
(You niggas just the most like
Housewives)

Word to Soulo my
I got the loud and lit
Went to a bit
Pissed off my scholarship
Now I'm back in the
I'm in the town
A been searching for purpose
nothin' around
Featuring:
By: Ab-Soul, Bas
Additional Deputy
Additional Production by: Ron
Date July 14, 2016