Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like 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
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 I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just 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 food and my table got so plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga trap out the bando
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 in New York is the and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

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Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

2: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know you like 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 dozen, I know they're mighty

Shoes and 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 my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble

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3: Takeoff]
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

Medusa, Medusa,
You niggas they wishin' knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My is fat as Rasputia
Feet and same shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my closet Versace,

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King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they like the Pistons

sippin, Versace I'm gripping them 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
This the life I chose,
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
take over it took out my soul

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