Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
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
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man not a swap to me
in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the 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 up plan
Cause that shit might come in
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so many on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, ask for my take on it
in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
Fuck all your cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man how you lead by example

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
in New York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying 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

2: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
I know that you like it, Versace, my and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my
She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, run with it, nigga don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
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 Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

Medusa, Medusa,
You they wishin' they knew yah
They coppin' the Truey, the Louie
My blunts is fat as
Feet and same shirt like I'm the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

[Hook:

4: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy
You'd I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm them bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
by the boat, overload
I think I'm the don, but no
the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace take it took out my soul

Quavo]