Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
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 verse for a verse, but man not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' like I had

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
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 shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just 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 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 for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by

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 Halle 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, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know they're mighty

and shirt Versace, your bitch 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 been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

Quavo]

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You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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[Verse 4:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping 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 life I chose,
Bought out the store, go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm them bows
Versace take over it out my soul

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