Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a community, please 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 look like
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' like I had

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the 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?"
make sure that you got a back up plan
Cause that shit come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating your 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 with your new shit, my nigga, don't 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
all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you 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 girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying 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, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
I know that you it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he John Gotti, he me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and Versace, your bitch want 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 take my sack, run with it, nigga don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
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
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream

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

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm so nicely they can't even copy
think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
You that 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,
Bought out the store, go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
Versace take it took out my soul

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