Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, get the fuck off the property
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 that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but I feel like Atlanta adopted us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

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

inch TV at my house, I sit back like "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 this for my that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man how you lead by example

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

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Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

2: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and Versace, your bitch 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, run with it, nigga don't fumble

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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 niggas
Cookin' this like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

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4: Offset]
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look the Pistons

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

Quavo]