Lyrics Versace (Remix) - Game
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Versace
Versace
Nigga
worth
25
million
and
these
on
my
happy
they
just
call
me
Chachi
I
had
the
bitches
since
I
was
in
eighth
grade
rocking
Gebroze
Herachis
Cause
now
I
got
bitches
from
Compton
to
London
wake
up
in
my
Bugatti
in
Abu
Dhabe
Now
it's
Givency
Givency
Givency
Givency
Givency
Givency
These
bitches
I
came
with
is
booshy
and
all
of
my
niggas
is
raunchy
So
I
fuck
with
Drake
in
LA
cause
a
nigga
can't
get
in
Toronto
Rock
leather
so
much
that
my
closet
look
like
there's
a
zoo
in
my
condo
Versace
Versace
Versace
Versace
is
all
on
my
Chain
Medusa
is
all
on
my
neck
and
I'm
rocking
these
snakes
on
a
plane
Walking
in
Louie
and
Gucci
and
spending
so
much
that
I'm
going
insane
My
head
be
spending
like
nananana
and
I
never
fuck
with
Molly's
again
I'm
turnt
up,
tires
balled
like
a
motherfucker
burnt
up
On
the
day
boy
ride
through
the
hood
with
my
nigga
Kev
Hart
watch
a
nigga
set
fire
on
you
bitches
(Ay
Game
get
fire
on
these
bitches
one
time)
L.A.B-ass
nigga,
local
ass
bitch
I'm
balling
in
Europe,
car
go
yuuur
Your
girl
go
.
I
throw
up
the
deuces
and
pull
out
my
dick
and
Put
on
my
chains
MCM
MCM
MCM
that
shit
don't
rhyme
These
niggas
be
whack
as
a
bitch
but
they
get
away
with
it
all
of
the
time
Far
is
Versace
I
am
the
king
Like
I
wanna
Biggie
to
cup
all
of
my
jeans
You
can
ask
Migos
we
balling
with
egos
When
you
in
Versace
with
all
of
my
people
Versace,
Versace,
Medusa
head
on
me
like
I'm
'luminati
This
is
a
gated
community,
please
get
the
fuck
off
the
property
Rap
must
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
that's
not
a
swap
to
me
Drowning
in
compliments,
pool
in
the
backyard
that
look
like
Metropolis
I
think
I'm
sellin'
a
million
first
week,
man
I
guess
I'm
a
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've
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
cause
the
Dyckman
and
Heights
girls
are
callin'
me
"Papi"
I'm
all
on
the
low,
take
a
famous
girl
out
where
there's
no
paparazzi
I'm
tryna
give
Halle
Berry
a
baby
and
no
one
can
stop
me
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
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
ducks,
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
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
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
Cookin'
this
dope
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
These
niggas
they
wishin'
they
knew
you
They
coppin'
the
Truey,
remixing
the
Louis
My
blunts
is
fat
as
Rasputia
In
a
striped
shirt
like
I'm
Tony
the
Tiger
I'm
beating
the
pot,
call
me
Michael
Lot
of
you
niggas
that
copy
Look
at
my
closet
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
King
of
Versace,
Medusa
my
wifey
My
car
is
Versace,
I
got
stripes
on
my
Mazi
I'm
dressin'
so
nicely
they
can't
even
copy
You'd
think
I'm
Egyptian,
this
gold
on
my
body
Money
my
mission,
two
bitches,
they
kissin'
My
diamonds
is
pissing,
my
swag
is
exquisite
Young
Offset
no
preacher
but
you
niggas
listen
Them
blue
and
white
diamonds,
they
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
think
I'm
the
don,
but
no
Rocco
This
the
life
that
I
chose
Bought
out
the
store,
can't
go
back
no
more
Versace
my
clothes
while
I'm
selling
them
bows
Versace
take
over
it
took
out
my
soul
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace,
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace,
Versace
Versace

1 Got My Heart
2 Pour Up (Remix)
3 Aint No Changing Me (Remix)
4 Aint Worried About Nothin
5 B### Dont Kill My Vibe
6 This D (Remix)
7 Apezone Outta There
8 Til We Meet Again
9 Versace (Remix)
10 Let Loose
11 Toast
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