Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
is a gated community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be changing I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
Niggas be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this shit like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world like "What the is he planning?"
Just make that you got a back up plan
that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just 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 new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga trap out the bando
This for my that call 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 Dyckman and girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying give Halle 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 on me like I'm 'Luminati
I that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he Gotti, he give me the dozen, 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 been in the
Try to take my sack, better run it, nigga 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 smoke
I set the trend, you copy
Cookin' this like I work at Hibachi
at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

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King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they even 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 and white diamonds, they look 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, Ferragamo
by the boat, overload
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, go back no more
my clothes while I'm selling them bows
Versace over it took out my soul

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