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 just call me Chachi
I had the since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is
So I fuck with Drake in LA a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much that my closet look like a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace Versace is all on my
is all on my neck and I'm rocking these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and spending so much that I'm insane
My head be spending like and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy through the hood with my nigga
Kev Hart watch a set fire on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm balling in Europe, car go
Your go ..
I up the deuces and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit rhyme
These niggas be whack as a but they get away with it all of the time
Far is I am the king
Like I wanna 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 head on me I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and 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 sellin' a first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this shit comin' like I had
Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just sure that you got a back up plan cause that shit might come in handy
a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my 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 nigga trap out the bando
This for my niggas 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,
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out where no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle a baby and no one can stop me

Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

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

[Hook:

4: Takeoff]
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
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they wishin' they you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my closet Versace,

Quavo]

[Verse 5:
of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm them bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
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 while I'm selling them bows
take over it took out my soul

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