Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

1: Game]
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my happy they just me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze
Cause now I got from Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a nigga get in Toronto
Rock leather so much my closet look like there's a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my and I'm rocking these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and spending so much I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy through the hood with my nigga
Kev watch a nigga set fire on you bitches
Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
Your go ..
I throw up the deuces and pull out my and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that don't rhyme
These niggas be whack as a but they get away with it all of the time
Far is I am the king
I wanna Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we balling egos
When you in Versace all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
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 that's not a to me
Drowning in compliments, in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I I'm sellin' a million 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 shit comin' 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 "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just sure that you got a back up plan cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm your food and my table 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 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 call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly
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 the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

[Hook:
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he me the ducks, I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

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[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 copy
this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These they wishin' they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

Quavo]

[Verse 5:
of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this 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 diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
You know I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
by the boat, overload
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
This the life that I
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
Versace over it took out my soul

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