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 must be changing cause I'm at the top and no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like
I think I'm sellin' a million week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit 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 been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a 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 and my table got so many plates on it

Hundred TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my that call up Fernando to move a piano
all your 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 in New York is the 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

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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 like I'm
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my 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 they're mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "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

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3: Takeoff]
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this dope like I at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

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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 gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

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

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