Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my they just call me Chachi
I had the since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in
Now Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is booshy and all of my is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a nigga can't get in
Rock so much 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 these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and so much that I'm going insane
My be spending like nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm up, tires balled like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy through the hood with my nigga
Kev Hart watch a set fire 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
Your 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 Migos we balling egos
you in Versace with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
is a gated community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
be wanting a verse 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 are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've so quiet, I got the world like "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 album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating your food and my got so many plates on it
Hundred TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it"
I do not with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that out the bando
This for my niggas that call up to move a piano
Fuck all your 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 the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out there's no paparazzi
I'm give 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

3: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
I know 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 that mighty
and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't

[Hook:

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

[Hook:

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the life that I
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm them bows
Versace take it took out my soul

Quavo]