Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a gated community, 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 Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million 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 this shit like I had binoculars

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

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look on it"
I do not fuck with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man for my nigga that trap out the bando
for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all 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,
in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

Quavo]
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 wrist is so
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, your want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
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 the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' this like I work at Hibachi
at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

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King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons

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

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