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 cause I'm at the top and no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man not a swap to me
in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an
Born in Toronto but sometimes I like Atlanta adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' like I had

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck 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 food and my table got so many on it

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

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no
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

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

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

Quavo]

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

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

Quavo]

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

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket
You that 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 back no
Versace my while I'm selling them bows
Versace over it took out my soul

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