Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my happy they just me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
bitches I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck Drake in LA cause a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much that my closet look like a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and spending so much that I'm insane
My head be like nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm up, tires balled like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev Hart a nigga set fire on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I up the deuces and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that don't rhyme
These niggas be whack as a but they get away with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we balling egos
you in Versace with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout? Saw this shit comin' 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
been so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan that shit might come in handy
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 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 this for my nigga trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up 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,
Word to New cause the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Berry a baby and no one can stop me

[Hook:
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace Versace

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that mighty
Shoes and Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run it, nigga don't fumble

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[Verse 4:
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' dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they wishin' knew you
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My is fat as Rasputia
In a shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you niggas that
at my closet Versace, Versace

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5: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely can't even copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
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
This the life that I
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it out my soul

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