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 they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth grade Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
bitches I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a can't 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 neck and I'm these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I never fuck Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled like a motherfucker up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev Hart a nigga set fire on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I throw up the and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit don't
These niggas be whack as a bitch but they get 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 with
When you in with all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, get the fuck off the property
Rap must be changing 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
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this shit comin' like I had
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that might come in handy
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 inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look on it"
I do not fuck with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the
This for my niggas that call up to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's 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 and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

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

3: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, head 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 they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run it, nigga don't 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 niggas
Cookin' dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas wishin' they knew you
coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you niggas that
Look at my closet Versace,

Quavo]

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm them bands in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
by the boat, overload
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
the life that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace take over it took out my

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