Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
make sure that you got a back up plan
Cause that shit come in handy
Started a label, the album is September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your and my table got so many plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my that trap out the bando
This for my niggas call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man how you lead by example

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word in New York is the Dyckman and Heights are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no
I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the
Try to take my sack, better run with it, don't fumble

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[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

Medusa, Medusa,
You niggas they wishin' they yah
They the Truey, remixing the Louie
My is fat as Rasputia
Feet and shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my closet Versace,

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
by the boat, overload
I think I'm the don, but no
This the that I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
take over it took out my soul

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