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 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 look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure you got a back up plan
Cause that shit might in handy
a label, the album is comin' 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 with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that out the bando
This for my that call up Fernando 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 by example

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 with me, no
I'm trying give Berry a baby and no one can stop me

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

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

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

Quavo]

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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 niggas
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
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 they knew yah
They the Truey, remixing the Louie
My is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same shirt like I'm Tony the
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you that copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

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4: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and 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, that's
by the boat, overload
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
This the that I chose,
Bought out the store, go back no more
my clothes while I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it out my soul

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