Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a 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
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' like I had

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 like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just sure that you got a back up plan
Cause that shit might in handy
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 TV at my house, I sit back 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 that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you by example

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word in New York is the Dyckman and girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm give Halle Berry 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 on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

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

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You the Honda, I copped 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, blow it, hot like some
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 is fat as Rasputia
and same shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no preacher but you 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 life I chose,
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace over it took out my soul

Quavo]