Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
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
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an
Born in Toronto but I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin'
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when 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 make sure 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 your food and my table got so many plates on it

inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you 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, a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

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

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

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

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3: Takeoff]
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 at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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

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

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