Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head 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
be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the fuck is you talkin'
Saw this shit comin' like I had

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
Just make that you got a back up plan
Cause shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This I'm eating your food 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
Fuck all your cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm the first one to get it, man that's how you lead 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 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 on me like I'm 'Luminati
I that you like 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 give me the dozen, I know that mighty

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

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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[Verse 4:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so 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 is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know 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
the life 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

Quavo]