Luyện nghe bài hát Versace Remix

[Hook:
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace

1: Game]
Nigga worth 25 million and these on my they just call me Chachi
I had the bitches since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze
Cause now I got bitches from Compton to London up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency
These I came with is booshy and all of my niggas is raunchy
So I fuck with Drake in LA cause a 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 these snakes on a plane
Walking in and Gucci and spending so much that I'm going insane
My head be spending like nananana and I never fuck with again
I'm turnt up, tires like a motherfucker burnt up
On the day boy ride through the with my nigga
Kev Hart watch a set fire on you bitches
[Kevin (Ay Game get fire on these bitches one time)
L.A.B-ass nigga, ass bitch
I'm balling in Europe, car go
girl go ..
I throw up the deuces and out my dick and
Put on my
MCM MCM MCM that don't rhyme
niggas be whack as a bitch but they get away with it all of the time
Far is I am the king
Like I wanna Biggie to cup all of my
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
is a gated community, please 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 wanting a verse for a verse, but man not a swap to me
Drowning in compliments, pool in the backyard that like Metropolis
I think I'm sellin' a million first week, man I guess I'm a
Born in Toronto but sometimes I like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this comin' like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the 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 make sure that you got a back up plan cause shit might come in handy
Started a label, the is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eating your food and my table got so many on it
inch TV at my house, I sit back like "damn I look great on it"
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my that trap out the bando
This for my that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin's cause business is business, its 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 girl out where there's no paparazzi
I'm tryna 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

3: Quavo]
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 it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the ducks, I know that mighty
Shoes and Versace, your bitch 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 been in the
Try to take my sack, better run it, nigga don't fumble

[Hook:

[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 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,
These niggas they wishin' knew you
coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louis
My blunts is fat as
In a striped like I'm Tony the Tiger
I'm the pot, call me Michael
Lot of you niggas copy
Look at my closet Versace,

Quavo]

[Verse 5:
of Versace, Medusa 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, this gold on my
Money my mission, two bitches, kissin'
My is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you niggas
blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my
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 took out my

Quavo]