Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

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Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

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

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and 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 I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a optimist
in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this shit comin' 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
I've been so quiet, I got the world "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up cause that 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 back like "damn I great on it"
I do not fuck your new shit, my nigga, don't 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 to move a piano
Fuck all your 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 to New York cause the Dyckman and girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Halle Berry a and no one can stop me

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

[Verse 3:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
I know that you like it, Versace, my and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I that they're mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your 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 in the jungle
Try to take my sack, run with it, nigga don't fumble

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[Verse 4:
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 like I work at
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
These niggas wishin' they knew you
coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louis
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

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[Verse 5:
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, this gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
This the that I chose
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm them bows
Versace over it took out my soul

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