Текст песни Migos - Migos-Versace Prod By Zaytoven

Y.R.N. (Young Rich Niggas)
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Migos
Альбом: Y.R.N. (Young Rich Niggas)
Длительность: 03:07
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[Quavo:] I mean I just left the Versace store [Hook:] Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace [Verse 1: Quavo] Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'Luminati I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my Audi My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they're mighty Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that bitch "Versace" Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don't fumble [Hook] [Verse 2: Takeoff] Get that new Truey, I do it Versace You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic I set the trend, you niggas copy Cooking the dope, like I work at Hibachi Lookin and watching, blow it, hot like some Taki Come in my room, my sheet Versace When I go to sleep, I dream Versace Medusa, Medusa, Medusa These niggas, they wishing they knew ya They coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louie My blunts is fat as Repuschia Different stripped shirt like I'm Tony the Tiger I'm beating the pot, Call me Michael None of you niggas can copy Look at my closet Versace, Versace [Hook] [Verse 3: OffSet] King of Versace, Medusa my wallet My car is Versace, tiger stripes on my Mazi I'm dressing so nice, they can't even copy You think I'm Egyptian, this gold on my body My money my mission, two bitches they kissing my diamonds Is pissin, my swag is exquisite No Offset no preacher, but you niggas listen Them blue and white diamonds dey look like the Pistons Codeine sippin, Versace I'm gripping them bands in my pocket You know that I'm living I'm draped up in gold but no Pharaoh Rockin handcuffs, that's Ferragamo Bricks by the boat, overload I'm think I'm the don, but no Rocko This the life that I chose, bought out the store can't go back no more Versace my clothes, while I'm sellin them bows Versace took over, it took out my soul [Hook]
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