Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa 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
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a to me
in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit like I had binoculars

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

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

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

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Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

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

Shoes and Versace, your bitch want 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 in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

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

Medusa, Medusa,
You niggas they they knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, the Louie
My is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

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of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely can't even copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm them bands in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
This the life I chose,
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes I'm selling them bows
Versace over it took out my soul

Quavo]