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 just call me Chachi
I had the since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I 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 that my closet look like a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking these snakes on a
Walking in Louie and 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 like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev Hart watch a set fire on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm balling in Europe, car go
Your go ..
I throw up the and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM shit don't rhyme
These niggas be whack as a but they get away with it all of the time
Far is Versace I am the
Like I Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we with egos
When you in with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and 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 look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but 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 we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?"
make sure that you got a back up plan cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, wait on it
This year I'm eating your and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look on it"
I do not fuck with new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's 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,
Word to New York cause the and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
I know that you it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your want in on my pockets
She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, don't fumble

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[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you copy
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 dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they wishin' they you
They the Truey, remixing the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, me Michael
Lot of you niggas copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

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[Verse 5:
of Versace, Medusa my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm so nicely they can't even copy
think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know that I'm
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go back no
Versace my while I'm selling them bows
Versace take it took out my soul

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