Versace, Versace, head 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 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 million week, man I guess I'm an optimist Born in but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us What the fuck is you '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 just won a I've so quiet, I got the world like "What the fuck is he planning?" Just make 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 with your new shit, my nigga, don't ask for my take on it Speakin' in lingo, man this for my nigga that 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 first one to get it, man that's how you lead by
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 famous girl out with me, no I'm trying give Halle Berry a baby and no one can me
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[Verse 2: Versace, Versace, Medusa 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 me the dozen, I know that they're mighty
Shoes and Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets She ask me why my drawers silk, I told bitch "Versace" Cheetah on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't
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3: Takeoff] 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 niggas Cookin' this dope like I work at Look at the watch, it, hot like some Taki Come in my room, my sheet Go to sleep, I dream
Medusa, Medusa, You niggas wishin' they knew yah coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie My blunts is fat as Feet and same shirt I'm Tony the Tiger I'm beating the pot, call me Lot of you that copy at my closet Versace, Versace
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[Verse 4: 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, gold on my body Money my mission, two bitches, kissin' My is pissing, my swag is exquisite Offset no preacher but you niggas listen Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the
sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocket You know I'm living 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 them Versace take over it took out my
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