Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a up plan
Cause shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
year I'm eating your food and my table got so many plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit 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 that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the one to get it, man that's 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 Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

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Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
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 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 ain't ever been in the
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

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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 copy
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

Medusa, Medusa,
You niggas they wishin' they yah
coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie
My blunts is fat as
Feet and same shirt like I'm Tony the
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you niggas that
at my closet Versace, Versace

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King of Versace, my wifey
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
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Offset no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and diamonds, they look like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I'm
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
my clothes while I'm selling them bows
Versace over it took out my soul

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