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 I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London wake up in my in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck Drake in LA cause a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much that my closet look like there's a zoo in my
Versace Versace Versace Versace is all on my
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking these on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like and I never 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 and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM shit don't rhyme
These be whack as a bitch but they get away with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we balling with
When you in with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'luminati
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and 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 feel like Atlanta us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami
The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the 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 inch TV at my house, I sit back "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 trap out the
This for my niggas call up Fernando to move a piano
all your feelin's cause 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 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 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 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 Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace"
print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, don't fumble

[Hook:

[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you copy
this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
niggas they wishin' they knew you
They the Truey, remixing 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 that copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

[Hook:

5: Offset]
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 think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look the Pistons
sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it out my soul

Quavo]