Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my happy they just 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 Bugatti in
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock leather so much my closet look like there's a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking these on a plane
Walking in and Gucci and spending so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I never with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood my nigga
Kev Hart watch a nigga set fire on you
Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I throw up the deuces and pull out my and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that 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 wanna to cup all of my jeans
You can ask we balling with egos
When you in Versace all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't 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 backyard that look Metropolis
I I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in
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 make that you got a back up plan cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the is comin' September, just wait 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 back "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, 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
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly
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 famous girl out there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

[Hook:
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

3: Quavo]
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 love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that they're
Shoes and shirt Versace, your want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told 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 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this dope like I at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace
Medusa, Medusa,
niggas they wishin' they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, the Louis
My blunts is fat as
In a shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

[Hook:

5: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they even copy
think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no but you niggas listen
Them blue and diamonds, they look 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, Ferragamo
by the boat, overload
I think I'm the don, but no
This the life that I
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
Versace take over it out my soul

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