Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap be changing cause 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 backyard that like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin'
Saw this shit like I had binoculars

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

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look 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 nigga that 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 that's how you lead by

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

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

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Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
I know 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 they're

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

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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,
You niggas wishin' they knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas that
Look at my Versace, Versace

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King of Versace, my wifey
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
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
by the boat, overload
I think I'm the don, but no
the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go back no
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace take it took out my soul

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