Luyện nghe bài hát Versace

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me I'm 'Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the off the property
Rap must be changing 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, pool in the that look like Metropolis
I I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta us
What the is you talkin' 'bout?
Saw this comin' like I had binoculars

Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion we in Miami
The pillows' Versace, the sheets are Versace, I won a Grammy
I've been so quiet, I got the world "What the fuck is he planning?"
Just make sure you got a back up plan
that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is September, just wait on it
year I'm eating your food and my table got so many plates on it

Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit like "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 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 by example

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
Word in New is the Dyckman and Heights girls are callin' me "Papi"
I'm all on the low, take a girl out with me, no paparazzi
I'm trying Halle 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, Medusa on me like I'm 'Luminati
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 they're

Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I that bitch "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't

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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
Cookin' this dope like I work at
Look at the watch, blow it, hot some Taki
Come in my room, my Versace
Go to sleep, I Versace

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

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4: Offset]
King of Versace, my wifey
My car is Versace, I got on my Mazi
I'm dressin' so they can't even copy
You'd think I'm Egyptian, gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches, 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, Versace I'm gripping them in my pocket
You know that I'm
I'm draped up in gold, but no
Rockin' handcuffs, that's
Bricks by the boat,
I I'm the don, but no Rocco
the life that I chose,
Bought out the store, go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm selling bows
Versace take it took out my soul

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