Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head 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 Atlanta us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit 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 been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
Just make sure you got a back up plan
Cause that shit might come in
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so plates on it

Hundred TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the
for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by example

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying Halle Berry 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

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

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

Quavo]

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You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I 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, blow it, hot like some
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

Medusa, Medusa,
You they wishin' they knew yah
coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie
My blunts is fat as
and same shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you that copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

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of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

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

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