Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a 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
in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw shit comin' like I had binoculars

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

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "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 this for my that trap out the bando
This for my 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 girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous out with me, 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

2: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, head on me like 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 Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

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

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You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I exotic
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' this dope like I work at
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' knew 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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4: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even
You'd I'm Egyptian, this 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

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm 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 think I'm the don, but no
This the life I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace take over it out my soul

Quavo]