Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
worth 25 million and these on my happy they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth grade Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a can't get in Toronto
leather so much that 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 Louie and Gucci and so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev watch a nigga set fire on you bitches
Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
girl go ..
I up the deuces 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 I am the king
Like I Biggie to cup all of my jeans
You can ask Migos we with egos
When you in Versace all of my people

2: Drake]
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
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 think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the fuck is you talkin' Saw this shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that might come in handy
a label, the album is comin' September, just wait 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, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga trap out the bando
This for my niggas call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's business is business, its strictly financial
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 cause the and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous 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, 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 Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
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' this dope like I work at
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I Versace
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas they wishin' they you
coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm beating the pot, call me
Lot of you that copy
at my closet Versace, Versace

[Hook:

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, 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 Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
You know that I'm
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
the life that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my while I'm selling them bows
Versace take it took out my soul

Quavo]