Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
Nigga worth 25 and these on my happy they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London wake up in my in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much that my look like there's a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking these snakes on a
in Louie and Gucci and spending so much that I'm going insane
My be spending like nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled like a burnt up
On the day boy ride the hood with my nigga
Kev watch a nigga set fire on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I throw up the deuces and out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM shit don't rhyme
These be whack as a bitch but they get away with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I wanna Biggie to cup all of my
You can ask we balling with egos
When you in with all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
Rap be changing cause 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
in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion 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 sure that you got a back up plan cause that shit come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up to move a piano
all your feelin's 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,
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, a famous girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

3: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you 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 ducks, I know that mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my
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 my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I exotic
I set the trend, you niggas
this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas wishin' they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My blunts is fat as
In a striped shirt like I'm Tony the
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my closet Versace,

[Hook:

5: Offset]
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely can't even copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm them bands in my pocket
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 that I chose
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace take it took out my soul

Quavo]