Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, 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 that's not a 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 an optimist
Born in Toronto but I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a up plan
Cause that shit might come in
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 great on it"
I do not fuck your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga trap out the bando
This for my niggas that up Fernando 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 how you lead by example

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

2: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa 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 me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

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

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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 niggas
Cookin' this like I work 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 they wishin' they knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, the Louie
My blunts is fat as
Feet and same shirt I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my closet Versace,

Quavo]

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

sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I'm
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 no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
Versace take over it took out my

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