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 be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that like Metropolis
I think I'm a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

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

Hundred TV at my house, I sit back like "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 nigga trap out the bando
This for my niggas that up Fernando 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 is the Dyckman 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 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 head on me I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know they're mighty

Shoes and Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

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[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you copy
this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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4: 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 think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

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

Quavo]