Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa 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
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 first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a
I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure you got a back up plan
Cause that shit might in handy
a label, the album is comin' September, just 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 like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, ask for my take on it
in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all 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,
Word in New York is the and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

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

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you it, Versace, my neck 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 shirt Versace, your 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, don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
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
this dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
King of Versace, 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, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, they
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
You know that I'm
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
by the boat, overload
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
the life 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

Quavo]