Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

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

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'luminati
is a gated community, please 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 wanting a verse for a verse, but man not a swap 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 Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta 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 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 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
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
in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
Fuck all 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 to New York cause the and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out where no paparazzi
I'm tryna Halle Berry a baby 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, the top of my Audi
My plug, he Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace"
print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, don't fumble

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[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' 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 they wishin' they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My blunts is fat as
In a striped like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

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5: 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, gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you listen
Them blue and white diamonds, look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I'm
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the life I chose
Bought out the store, can't go back no
my clothes while I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it out my soul

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