Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

[Verse 1:
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I came with is and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA a nigga can't get in Toronto
Rock 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 these snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and Gucci and so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I never fuck with Molly's
I'm turnt up, tires balled like a burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my
Kev Hart a nigga set fire on you bitches
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm in Europe, car go yuuur
girl go ..
I throw up the and pull out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that don't rhyme
These niggas be whack as a bitch but they get away it all of the time
Far is I am the king
Like I wanna to cup all of my jeans
You can ask we balling with egos
you in Versace with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
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, in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I'm a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw shit comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
been 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 come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, 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 like "damn I 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 that trap out the
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
all your feelin's cause business is business, its strictly financial
I'm always the first one to get it, man that's how you by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word to New York cause the Dyckman and Heights are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out where no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle a baby and no one can stop me

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

3: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know you like 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 give me the ducks, I know that mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your want in on my pockets
She ask me why my silk, I told that bitch "Versace"
print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

Quavo]

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

Quavo]

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, Medusa my
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm so nicely they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My diamonds is pissing, my is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
by the boat, overload
I think I'm the don, but no
This the that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go back no
Versace my clothes I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it took out my

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