Meek Mill - Versace lyrics

rate me

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Medusa head on me like I’m illuminati

This is a gated community

Please get the fuck off the property

That must be changing

Cause I’m at the top

And no one be topping me

Niggers be warning...

But that’s not a swag on me

I think I’m selling a million for sweet

Man I guess I’m an optimist

Born in Toronto

But sometimes I feel

Like Atlanta adopted us

What the talk is you talking bout

Saw this shit coming like I had binoculars

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We stay at the mansion

When we in Miami

The pillows Versace

The sheets are Versaqce

I just want a Grammy

I’m in so pride I got the world

Like what 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 coming September

Just wait on it

This year I’m eating the food on my plate

Got so many paints on it

Putting the CD on my house

Like damn I look good on it

...my shit on you nigger

Don’t ask for my take on it

My nigger that trap had to bend over

This for my nigger that call on Fernando to move the piano

Fuck are you feeling cause business is business

It’s strictly financial

I’m always the first when you get in

Man that’s how you get by example

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Point in New York as they got in

They calling me Papi

I’m all in the low

Take a famous girl out

With no paparazzi

I’m trying to give Halle Berry a baby

And no one could stop me

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Medusa head on me like I’m illuminati

I know that you like it

Versace on wrist

And my neck is so sloppy

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I’m loving Versace up the top of my Audi

He give me a douzen I know that they mighty

Your shirt Versace

Your bitch want in on my pockets

She ask me why my drown silk

I told her it’s Versace

See the plan on my sleeve

But I ain’t been to jungle

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You can do to it?

It’s worth to me

I set the trend

You niggers copy

Looking and watchng...

Looking the dough like I’m working robotic

Looking and watching blow..like some

Damn I roll my sheet Versace

These niggers go once that they know you

My is setting exclusive

Look like me mike

Lotta you nigger they got it

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King of Versace

Medusa my wifey

Got dress on my mind

And she dressing so nicely

This gold on my

My money my mission

These bitches be kissing my diamonds

Call and sipping Versace

I’m drained up in gold

Handcuffs that’s Ferragamo

I think I’m the Dom

Can’t go back no more

Versace my...I’m selling them both

It took up my soul

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