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 I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
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 booshy and all of my niggas is
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much that my closet look like a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking snakes on a plane
Walking in and Gucci and spending so much that I'm going insane
My head be like nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride the hood with my nigga
Kev Hart watch a nigga set fire on you
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
girl go ..
I throw up the deuces and pull out my and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit don't
These niggas be whack as a bitch but they get away it all of the time
Far is I am the king
Like I wanna Biggie to cup all of my
You can ask Migos we balling egos
When you in Versace all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a 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 that's not a to me
Drowning in compliments, in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a
Born in Toronto but I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
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 shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating food and my table got so many plates on it
inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the
This for my that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and Heights are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, a famous girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

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

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, Medusa 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 Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that they're mighty
and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't

Quavo]

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

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

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