Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be 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 I'm an optimist
Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
been so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up
Cause shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is September, just wait on it
This year I'm your food 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
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to a piano
Fuck all feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you lead by

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word in New is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Berry a baby and no one can stop me

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

2: Quavo]
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 me the dozen, I know that they're mighty

and shirt Versace, your bitch 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 been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run it, nigga don't fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
You the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' this dope I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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

Quavo]

[Verse 4:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my swag is
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they like the Pistons

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
This the life 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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