Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a gated community, get the fuck off the property
Rap be changing 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 like
I think I'm sellin' a first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you 'bout?
Saw this shit comin' like I had

Boy, Versace, Versace, we at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the are Versace, I just won a Grammy
been so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just sure 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 eating your and my table got so many plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back "damn I look 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 trap out the
This for my niggas that up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your 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 York is the and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no
I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me

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

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that mighty

Shoes and 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 with it, nigga fumble

Quavo]

[Verse 3:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
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 dream

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

Quavo]

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

Codeine sippin, I'm gripping them bands in my pocket
You that I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, Ferragamo
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
Versace take over it took out my

Quavo]