Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
is a gated 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 a verse 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 first week, man I guess I'm an
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin'
Saw this shit comin' I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've been so quiet, I got the world "What the fuck is he planning?"
make sure that you got a back up plan
Cause that might come in handy
a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my got so many plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up to move 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 girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

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

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Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know 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 Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

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

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[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
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 Versace

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

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King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, look like the Pistons

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

Quavo]