Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my happy they call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is booshy and all of my is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a nigga get in Toronto
Rock leather so much that my closet look like there's a zoo in my
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and and spending so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy through the hood with my nigga
Kev Hart watch a nigga set on you bitches
[Kevin (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
girl go ..
I throw up the and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit rhyme
These niggas be whack as a bitch but they get with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I wanna Biggie to cup all of my
You can ask Migos we balling with
When you in Versace all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm a optimist
in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
been so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up cause that shit might 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 plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look on it"
I do not fuck with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up to move a piano
all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

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

3: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that they're
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I exotic
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they they knew you
They the Truey, remixing the Louis
My blunts is fat as
In a striped shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

[Hook:

5: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no preacher but you listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the
sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know 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 that I chose
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm them bows
Versace take it took out my soul

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