Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

1: Game]
Nigga worth 25 and these on my happy they just call me Chachi
I had the since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
now I got bitches from Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now Givency 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 can't get in
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 rocking these snakes on a
Walking in Louie and Gucci and spending so much that I'm going
My head be spending like nananana and I never with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the with my nigga
Kev Hart watch a nigga set on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I up the deuces and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit rhyme
These niggas be whack as a bitch but get away with it all of the time
Far is I am the king
Like I wanna to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we balling egos
you in Versace with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the that look like Metropolis
I I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I 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 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 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 that out the bando
for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly
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 Dyckman and Heights girls are me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out where there's no
I'm tryna give Halle a baby and no one can stop me

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

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
I that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
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 ain't ever been in the
Try to my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble

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[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
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 they wishin' knew you
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My is fat as Rasputia
In a shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

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[Verse 5:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the
Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
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
the life that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace over it took out my soul

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