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charle$ - versace (remix) lyrics

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[verse 1]
versace, versace i just bought a house ‘cuz we playin’ monopoly
monopoly, money i play at the chino, she handin’ that guap to me
i’m president baby, numero uno call me george washington
am i speaking too loud? am i coming up clear on the mic? do you copy me?
snapback with the camo, got the swag that the girls can’t handle
stick to the script like i carry ’round a manual
cash, flim, quip blow me out like a candle
oh, you got a lambo? two doors on it? rock minx with a little tom ford on it
clap real hard and i’m givin’ a cordia
if you wanna talk, take my long sword to ya

[verse 2]
versace, versace, you mess with the pack, you messin’ with royalty
i’m the middle most child, growin’ up, see, my parents, they spoiled me
i was raised to be famous, shouts to my rents, i honor their loyalty
let me reiterate, you dissin’ the pack, put your head through a toilet seat

[verse 3]
versace, have your girl in pilate, she rubbin’ my body now rappin’s a hobby, i’m ballin’ so watch me, turn a witch to a zombie
so magic, it’s tragic, i cash in, you cash out, i ration my cash out, i live at my dad’s house

[verse 4]
versace, versace, my name is wolfie but call me the prophecy
ain’t got much money, i’m holdin’ my savings and bankin’ on lotteries
if you makin’ more money than spendin’ then you must be sittin’ on profit
hand me the vodka, sick as a dog, stay in your brain without a lobotomy
i’m c-cky, i’m c-cky, i’m c-cky, i’m c-cky, believe me, i’m c-cky
do not have time for a slacker, i finished it asap no rocky
rappin’ about versace, really? you sittin’ in poverty
now that i’m older, i’m k!llin’ the game and i’m doin’ it properly

[instrumental]
(at least this part, the second part’s harder)

[verse 5]
versace for brekkie, versace for dinner, versace for lunch
my line tick with a punch, so much versace i eat it for brunch
rari? nah man, maybe you’ll find me in a mom van, with a bomb tan, cool songs rockin’ joe fresh, that’s the middle of the mom brand

[verse 6]
homie, you don’t even know me
straight up, you’s a phony, frontin’ like you kobe when you owe me so much money
if there’s an issue between me and you buddy, we got a problem
you gotta solve it, i got the odds on the top, homie that means you the bottom
all that i’ve seen in my entire life is strictly versace
gamblin’ man, i’m rollin’ the dice and i’m screamin’ out “yahtzee!”
from my hat to my shoes, and you can inspect stitch in my pockets
that i’m strictly versace, and i’m rich so just watch me

[verse 7]
menace, do not give a what like dennis
fifteen thinkin’ i’m in love like tennis
twenty and i’m headin’ out to italy to catch and make a silly-sy movin’ to a city like venice
venice? i must be a certified dentist, dolla dolla bills i be spendin’, spendin’ on my meat, yeah spendin’ on my venison
sick with the cash flu, someone gimme medicine
went to the doctor this is what i said to him, “help me out, doc i’m dependin’ on my hennessy
bought a new yacht, spendin’ money for the hell of it
painted it gold
element
then i bought a house overlookin’ all the oceans, curtains versace, but i am not gloating
versace my chains or versace my clothing, i’m number one, when versace i’m owning”



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