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 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
in compliments, pool in the backyard 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
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world "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 is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so many on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with 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 always the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, a famous 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

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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, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know they're mighty

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

Quavo]

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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 copy
this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so they can't even copy
think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you listen
blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

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

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