Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

1: Game]
Nigga worth 25 and these on my happy they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I with is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck Drake in LA cause a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much my closet look like there's a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my and I'm rocking these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and spending so much that I'm insane
My head be spending nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled like a motherfucker up
On the day boy ride the hood with my nigga
Kev Hart a nigga set fire on you bitches
Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
Your go ..
I up the deuces and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit don't
These niggas be as a bitch but they get away with it all of the time
Far is I am the king
Like I wanna to cup all of my jeans
You can ask we balling with egos
When you in Versace with all of my

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't 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 Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout? Saw this shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, wait 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 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 that trap out the
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly
I'm the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
to New York cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm give 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

3: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "Versace"
print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
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' this dope like I at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I Versace
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they wishin' they you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My blunts is fat as
In a striped like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you that copy
Look at my closet Versace,

[Hook:

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they 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 think I'm the don, but no
This the that I chose
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my while I'm selling them bows
Versace take it took out my soul

Quavo]