Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
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 that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I I'm an optimist
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' 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 so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make that you got a back up plan
that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the 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 like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, 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 cause business is business, its strictly
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 and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no
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

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Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
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 give me the dozen, I know that 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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You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy
think I'm Egyptian, this 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 and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You that 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 that I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes I'm selling them bows
take over it took out my soul

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