Versace rmx lyrics

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Versace versace, magic my wand b*tches call me Hitachi
On a roll like Unagi all over your b*tch like Roberto Cavalli
Stuck in the underground, guess I might be better off blowing up in Benghazi
Turn on toonami give your girl salami and boy she was wet like Dasani
Versace versace, I beat it like Rocky then cop a Pagani
These hoes walk around like some zombies like where the Armani where the Abercromie?
You sweet as agave I'm making tequila then driving your rented Bugatti
f*ck all em charges I leave you to play with the Phish call you Trey Anastasi
Versace versace your time on the scene'll be short as a jockey
They be like golly the flow is so godly now why would you think I was c*cky
Me and my posse don't tolerate singing to popo like a mariachi
You gon be sorry you came here not holding a tommy now I got a body
Medusa medusa you got em all hard like a rock for the brand
Blowing a grand on the same sh*t that he got now that I just don't understand
Toting that blam for the cam take it back to the pawn shop and throw up your hands
Oh I'm so bad I should be hitting for cobra command
Medusa Medusa, I'm killing palookas, a routine I'm used to
Trapping all day and when I take a nap on the way I might wake up the rooster
Versace versace karate courtesy of the yakuza
Versace abuser you losers don't know I'm a master of the kama sutra
Versace Bugatti Hublot Audemars like a broken ass record
Now everybody's all gucci and louis and when its the norm then it ain't really flexing
I'm rocking some sh*t from the internet and I got all of you checking
Chitown bred MTL posted up no disrespecting
Versace versace Zaytoven done cooked up a good one for Migos
But what he didn't expect was the best remix yet to be coming from me though
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