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 I mean I just left the Versace store Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace 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 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 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 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 When I go to sleep, I dream Versace Medusa, Medusa, Medusa You niggas they wishin' they knew yah They coppin' the Truey, remixing the Louis My blunts is fat as Rasputia Feet and same 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 No 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 took over, it took out my soul Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace |
[Verse 1]
Short nigga but my dick tall What I told your bitch dog Only thug nigga down at the Pitchfork Dirty van bitches wanna suck my dick off Pop a Xany 'fore her panty get to hit floor Run up in this shit raw I got a girl, I ain't never got no fuckin' condoms If she caught me, then that bitch would be pissed off Real nigga shit, Fergy be mobbing all day, prolly with Marty or Jay Them my niggas from back in the day, Tarzan ain't showing his face He prolly the one with the K, fronting then he letting it spray Two shots to a bombaclot man, Shabba Ranks let it go to your brain Front then he coming your way Let the semi dump, dump then he coming your way Dump when the bad man come, my youth don't romp with me Coupe full of bad hoes, they all wanna come with me You got a coupe with a sad ho cause she wanna come with me Shabba! [Hook] Sha-Shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Four gold chains like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks One gold tooth like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Sha-shabba Ranks, Sha-Sha-Shabba Ranks Eight gold rings like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks Two bad bitches like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks One gold tooth like I'm Sha-Shabba Ranks [Verse 2: ASAP Rocky] Skinny nigga but my dick long (Pause!) Stank puss make my dick soft Probably bumping R. Kelly sipping Cristal So you know the whole world getting pissed on I don't really give a fuck if you pissed off I just bought a Mac-11 from the thrift store Traded for my gold chain and my pistol Shoot a rocket make a mothafucka lift off Flacko be mobbing all day When niggas out shopping that yay They chopping them choppas they handle my problems Cause niggas be plotting these days But the 'Rari kinda fast though, (probably with a bad ho) She told me pump my brakes You stuck with a fat ho and she wanna stuff her face To all my Dominican girls dem, all my Caribbean girls dem All my West Indian girls dem, I done fucked a million girls, damn With a little ting a ling ling school bell a ring Hit her with my ding-a-ling-a-ling, maybe run a train And tell her that my niggas wanna bang, in a little green And she wanna hang with the gang what a nigga named [Hook] [Verse 3] I was broke last week but today be a new day Mothafuckas like cavities cause them niggas be too fake Walk in this bitch with the new Wang, looking like Liu Kang With a blonde bitch that wanna snoop cane Then she get the Batman like Bruce Wayne (Master Bruce) I be mobbing with the A, 'til my whole body decay I don't give a fuck what you say, my whole team like a parade Twelvyy got bags of the haze, Illi be smoking all day Me and Rock run trains on the ho, he be like bitch don't touch my braids Ty Beats in VA putting producers in graves Yams got a bottle of Henny, going straight to the face Ty Nast got a bad ho, but she's tryna come my way But he got my last ho, so shit man it's okay [Hook] |