Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the 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 verse for a verse, but man not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that look Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million 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 shit 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
I've been so quiet, I got the like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a up plan
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 TV at my house, I sit back 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 that trap out the
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's 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 York is the Dyckman and Heights girls are me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no
I'm trying give 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, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know they're mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the
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 the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream

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, call me
Lot of you niggas that
at my closet Versace, Versace

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

Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket
You know that I'm
I'm up in gold, but no Pharaoh
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
Bricks by the boat,
I think I'm the don, but no
the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, can't go no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling them
take over it took out my soul

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