Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, get the fuck off the property
Rap be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't 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 a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I like Atlanta adopted us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
The pillows' Versace, the are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make that you got a back up plan
Cause that shit might come in
a label, the album is comin' September, just wait 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 great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my that trap out the bando
This for my niggas call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's 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, a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give 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, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're

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

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3: Takeoff]
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
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
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

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

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
You that I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
by the boat, overload
I think I'm the don, but no
This the life I chose,
Bought out the store, go back no more
my clothes while I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it took out my

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