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Game lyrics : "Versace Remix Feat Drake, Migos & Quavo"

[Hook: Game]
Versace Versace
Versace Versace

Versace Versace
Versace Versace
Versace Versace

Versace Versace
Versace Versace
Versace Versace

[Verse 1: Game]
^!$$% worth 25 million and these on my happy they just call me Chachi

I had the (*##$es since I was in eighth grade rocking Gebroze Herachis
Cause now I got (*##$es from Compton to London wake up in my Bugatti in Abudabe
Now it's Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency Givency

These (*##$es I came with is booshy and all of my ^!$$%s is raunchy
So I $#[email protected] with Drake in LA cause a ^!$$% 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 $#[email protected] with Molly's again
I'm turnt up, tires balled like a mother$#[email protected] burnt up
On the day boy ride through the hood with my ^!$$%

Kev Hart watch a ^!$$% set fire on you (*##$es
[Kevin Hart] (Ay Game get fire on these (*##$es one time)
L.A.B-ass ^!$$%, local $$# (*##$

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 %#@! don't rhyme
These ^!$$%s be whack as a (*##$ 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

[Verse 2: Drake]

Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I'm 'luminati
This is a gated community, please get the $#[email protected] off the property
Rap must be changing cause I'm at the top and ain't no one on top of me

^!$$%s 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 $#[email protected] is you talkin' 'bout? Saw this %#@! 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 $#[email protected] is he planning?"
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that %#@! 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 $#[email protected] with your new %#@!, my ^!$$%, don't ask for my take on it
Speakin' in lingo, man this for my ^!$$% that trap out the bando
This for my ^!$$%s that call up Fernando to move a piano

$#[email protected] 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

[Hook: Quavo]
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace

Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

[Verse 3: 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 ducks, I know that they're mighty

Shoes and shirt Versace, your (*##$ want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that (*##$ "Versace"
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain't ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, ^!$$% don't fumble

[Hook: Quavo]

[Verse 4: 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 ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$%s that copy
Look at my closet Versace, Versace

[Hook: Quavo]

[Verse 5: Offset]
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 (*##$es, they kissin'

My diamonds is pissing, my swag is exquisite
Young Offset no preacher but you ^!$$%s 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

[Hook: Quavo]

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