Drake - Versace
(Verse 1: Drake)Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I’m ‘LuminatiThis is a gated community, please get the fuck off the propertyThat must be changin’ cause I’m at the top and ain’t noone on top of meNiggas be wantin’ a verse for a verse, but man that’s not a swap to meDrownin’ in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like MetropolisI think I’m sellin’ a million first week, man I guess I’m an optimistBorn in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted usWhat the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout? Saw this shit comin’ like I had binocularsBoy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in MiamiThe pillows’ Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a GrammyI 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 handyStarted a label, the album is comin’ September, just wait on itThis year I’m eating your food and my table got so many plates on itHundred 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 itSpeakin’ in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bandoThis for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a pianoFuck all your feelin’s cause business is business, its strictly financialI’m always the first one to get it, man that’s how you lead by exampleVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceWord 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 paparazziI’m tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me(Hook)Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace(Verse 2)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(Hook)Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace(Verse 3: Takeoff)You can do Truey, I do it VersaceYou copped the Honda, I copped the MaziYou smoke the mid, I smoke exoticI set the trend, you niggas copyKick in the door like I work at HibachiLook at the watch, blow it, hot like some TakiCome in my room, my sheet VersaceGo to sleep, I dream VersaceMedusa, Medusa, MedusaYou nigga man wish that they knew youHad a couple of jewelry missin the Louie, my blunt is federal crucitialNiggas ride short, nigga come the riptideI’m being up like I need mollyNow that you niggas done copyAll my closets Versace Versace(Hook)Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace(Verse 4)Came to Versace, Medusa my wifeAnd my card is Versace, I got stripes on my mindYea I’m dressing so nice, yea they can’t even copy meThey call me Gyptian, there’s gold on my bodyMoney my mission, two bitches they kissinMy diamonds is pissin, my swag is exquisiteNow I saved no preacher but you nigga listenThem blue and white diamond ain’t look like the pistonCodeine sippin, Versace I’m pimpin,Them bands in my pocket, you know that I’m livinI’m dre’d up and girlfriend no FerolliWhy the handcuffs? That’s FeragamoBitch by the full, over hereI think I’m the dom but you know how it feelThis the life that I choseBack to yo store, can’t go back no moreVersace my clothes while selling the goldVersace took over, it took out my soul(Hook)Versace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace VersaceVersace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace
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