Lirik Lagu Versace - Migos
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I mean I just left the Versace store
Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace Versace, Versace VersaceVersace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'LuminatiI know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppyVersace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my AudiMy plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mightyShoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pocketsShe ask me why my drawers silk, I told that bitch "Versace"Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungleTry to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble
Get that new Truey, I do it VersaceYou copped the Honda, I copped the MaziYou smoke the mid, I smoke exoticI set the trend, you niggas copyCooking the dope, like I work at HibachiLookin and watching, blow it, hot like some TakiCome in my room, my sheet VersaceWhen I go to sleep, I dream VersaceMedusa, Medusa, MedusaThese niggas, they wishing they knew yaThey coppin' the Truey, remixing the LouieMy blunts is fat as RepuschiaDifferent stripped shirt like I'm Tony the TigerI'm beating the pot, Call me MichaelNone of you niggas can copyLook at my closet Versace, Versace
King of Versace, Medusa my walletMy car is Versace, tiger stripes on my MaziI'm dressing so nice, they can't even copyYou think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my bodyMy money my mission, two bitches they kissing my diamondsIs pissin, my swag is exquisiteNo Offset no preacher, but you niggas listenThem blue and white diamonds dey look like the PistonsCodeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocketYou know that I'm livingI'm draped up in gold but no PharaohRockin handcuffs, that's FerragamoBricks by the boat, overloadI'm think I'm the don, but no RockoThis the life that I chose, bought out the store can't go back no moreVersace my clothes, while I'm sellin them bowsVersace took over, it took out my soul
Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace Versace, Versace VersaceVersace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'LuminatiI know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppyVersace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my AudiMy plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mightyShoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pocketsShe ask me why my drawers silk, I told that bitch "Versace"Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungleTry to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble
Get that new Truey, I do it VersaceYou copped the Honda, I copped the MaziYou smoke the mid, I smoke exoticI set the trend, you niggas copyCooking the dope, like I work at HibachiLookin and watching, blow it, hot like some TakiCome in my room, my sheet VersaceWhen I go to sleep, I dream VersaceMedusa, Medusa, MedusaThese niggas, they wishing they knew yaThey coppin' the Truey, remixing the LouieMy blunts is fat as RepuschiaDifferent stripped shirt like I'm Tony the TigerI'm beating the pot, Call me MichaelNone of you niggas can copyLook at my closet Versace, Versace
King of Versace, Medusa my walletMy car is Versace, tiger stripes on my MaziI'm dressing so nice, they can't even copyYou think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my bodyMy money my mission, two bitches they kissing my diamondsIs pissin, my swag is exquisiteNo Offset no preacher, but you niggas listenThem blue and white diamonds dey look like the PistonsCodeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocketYou know that I'm livingI'm draped up in gold but no PharaohRockin handcuffs, that's FerragamoBricks by the boat, overloadI'm think I'm the don, but no RockoThis the life that I chose, bought out the store can't go back no moreVersace my clothes, while I'm sellin them bowsVersace took over, it took out my soul
