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 grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These bitches I with 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 closet look like a zoo in my condo
Versace Versace Versace is all on my Chain
Medusa is all on my neck and I'm rocking snakes on a plane
Walking in Louie and and spending so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending nananana and I never fuck with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy through the hood with my nigga
Kev Hart a nigga set fire on you bitches
[Kevin (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, local ass
I'm balling in Europe, car go
Your go ..
I throw up the deuces and out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that shit don't
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 with egos
you in Versace with all of my people

[Verse 2:
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm
This is a community, please get the fuck off the property
Rap must be cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me
be wanting a verse for a verse, but man that's not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the that look like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a 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 this shit comin' 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 that you got a back up plan cause that might come in handy
Started a label, the album is September, just wait 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 with your new shit, my nigga, ask for my take on it
in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a
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 Heights are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a famous out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna give Berry 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, head on me like I'm 'Luminati
I know that you it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I that they're mighty
and shirt 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 ever in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga fumble

[Hook:

[Verse 4:
You can do Truey, I do it
You copped the Honda, I the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke
I set the trend, you niggas
Cookin' dope like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa,
niggas they wishin' they knew you
They coppin' the Truey, remixing the
My is fat as Rasputia
In a striped shirt like I'm Tony the
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you that copy
Look at my Versace, Versace

Quavo]

[Verse 5:
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got stripes on my
I'm dressin' so nicely they can't even
You'd think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my
my mission, two bitches, they kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young no preacher but you niggas listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping bands in my pocket
You know I'm living
I'm draped up in gold, but no
handcuffs, that's Ferragamo
Bricks by the boat,
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
This the life I chose
out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my while I'm selling them bows
Versace take over it out my soul

Quavo]