Migos Feat. Drake - Versace (Remix) | Текст песни

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• Migos Feat. Drake
• Versace (Remix)

(Verse 1: Drake)
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I’m ‘Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the property
That must be changin’ cause I’m at the top and ain’t noone on top of me
Niggas be wantin’ a verse for a verse, but man that’s not a swap to me
Drownin’ in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I’m sellin’ a million first week, man I guess I’m an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout? Saw this shit comin’ like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows’ Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I 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 that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin’ September, just wait on it
This year I’m eating your food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred 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 take on it
Speakin’ in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin’s cause business is business, its strictly financial
I’m always the first one to get it, man that’s how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York cos the dykes man in highschools are callin’ me “Papi”
I’m all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi
I’m tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

(Hook)
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace

(Verse 2)
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)
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace

(Verse 3: Takeoff)
You can do 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
Kick in the door like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa
You nigga man wish that they knew you
Had a couple of jewelry missin the Louie, my blunt is federal crucitial
Niggas ride short, nigga come the riptide
I’m being up like I need molly
Now that you niggas done copy
All my closets Versace Versace

(Hook)
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace

(Verse 4)
Came to Versace, Medusa my wife
And my card is Versace, I got stripes on my mind
Yea I’m dressing so nice, yea they can’t even copy me
They call me Gyptian, there’s gold on my body
Money my mission, two bitches they kissin
My diamonds is pissin, my swag is exquisite
Now I saved no preacher but you nigga listen
Them blue and white diamond ain’t look like the piston
Codeine sippin, Versace I’m pimpin,
Them bands in my pocket, you know that I’m livin
I’m dre’d up and girlfriend no Ferolli
Why the handcuffs? That’s Feragamo
Bitch by the full, over here
I think I’m the dom but you know how it feel
This the life that I ch

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