Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, get the fuck off the property
Rap be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't 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 that look Metropolis
I think I'm a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel Atlanta adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion 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 make sure that you got a up plan
Cause that shit come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just on it
This year I'm eating food and my table got so many plates 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 for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause 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,
in New York is the Dyckman and Heights 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

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Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace, Versace,
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace

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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 Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and Versace, your bitch 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, better run with it, don't fumble

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You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I copped the
You smoke the mid, I exotic
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' this dope like I work at
at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

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King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping bands in my pocket
You know that I'm
I'm draped up in gold, but no
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the that I chose,
Bought out the store, go back no more
Versace my clothes I'm selling them bows
take over it took out my soul

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