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 just call me
I had the bitches since I was in eighth rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London wake up in my in Abudabe
Now Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so that my closet look like there's a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my and I'm rocking these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I never fuck with Molly's
I'm turnt up, tires balled like a motherfucker up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev Hart watch a nigga set on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
girl go ..
I throw up the deuces and out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit rhyme
These niggas be whack as a bitch but get away with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask we balling with egos
When you in Versace with all of my

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, get the fuck off the property
Rap be changing cause 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
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like
I I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the fuck is you 'bout? Saw this shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
year I'm eating your food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look on it"
I do not with your 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 niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
all your 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,
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle a baby and no one can stop me

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

[Verse 3:
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 it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he me the ducks, I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the
Try to take my sack, better run with it, don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I 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
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

[Hook:

5: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping bands in my pocket
You know that I'm
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
by the boat, overload
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
This the life that I
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]