Lyrics Yungen – Versace (Remix)
Text:
Versace versace move keys of that green, I ain’t talking no car keys
Getting so much money, have to transfer money from natwest to barclays
Got this Chris brown here who look like Rhianna but move like Karachi
Sang got that nine, with that m and that m who for a pussy who think he a smartie
Carvali, Armani, push button to start there’s no need for a car key
With Krept and Kon they the waviest out, can’t fuck with tsunami
Got this ting name nicki, she wanna minaj, she say she ah barbie
In a hotel in manny, might holla at zaha to come get some nanni
Five bills in them Louis, five bills in them Louis, and now I kick ball in them
You stunt in your pradas, you rave in your pradas, I use to go school in them
Man wearing leggings and thinking its swag? You do not look cool in them
Lou got nicked with a Q and a 8 ball, I’m pissed cause I use to play pool with him
Had a ting called Amy, shes pretty as fuck but she move like a jezzy
Had a ting called Chloe, she didn’t rate me till she see me on telly
Had a ting called Tamar, the last time I see her man she had a belly
But fuck all that bare rats on the rollie, got me moving all presi
These rappers go studio and lose their mind, start rapping like there the almighty
The next time he dig me, I might have to bang him to show he not like me
Real niggas around me, real niggas around me, they rate me all highly
Don’t wanna be a target, my niggas roll deep and they do not know Wiley
But fuck that voice lemme kill it, man don’t penny no critics
Yeah I got bars on the image, PD snap no fitted, try pop eye get spinached
You man are timid, stunt on gyal for the digits, gyal around you move frigid
Gyal around me then I’m in it, niggas know me I’ve been putting in work to the limit
I was in the club met this Ho on E , she said she LOVE me all she need LV
But I don’t show love, my ex LEFT EYE cos I didn’t show that bitch TLC
Rip up the mic no glc, getting a belly just telling me be healthy
Yeah Amanda keep saying all she wants is the ice but I don’t really mind cause she melts me
(Well brain) «Hah..I’m only fucking about, I wear Prada to raves to man, Money doe paper September 9th»
With Krept and Kon they the waviest out, can’t fuck with tsunami
Got this ting name nicki, she wanna minaj, she say she ah barbie
In a hotel in manny, might holla at zaha to come get some nanni
Five bills in them Louis, five bills in them Louis, and now I kick ball in them
You stunt in your pradas, you rave in your pradas, I use to go school in them
Man wearing leggings and thinking its swag? You do not look cool in them
Lou got nicked with a Q and a 8 ball, I’m pissed cause I use to play pool with him
Had a ting called Amy, shes pretty as fuck but she move like a jezzy
Had a ting called Chloe, she didn’t rate me till she see me on telly
Had a ting called Tamar, the last time I see her man she had a belly
But fuck all that bare rats on the rollie, got me moving all presi
These rappers go studio and lose their mind, start rapping like there the almighty
The next time he dig me, I might have to bang him to show he not like me
Real niggas around me, real niggas around me, they rate me all highly
Don’t wanna be a target, my niggas roll deep and they do not know Wiley
But fuck that voice lemme kill it, man don’t penny no critics
Yeah I got bars on the image, PD snap no fitted, try pop eye get spinached
You man are timid, stunt on gyal for the digits, gyal around you move frigid
Gyal around me then I’m in it, niggas know me I’ve been putting in work to the limit
I was in the club met this Ho on E , she said she LOVE me all she need LV
But I don’t show love, my ex LEFT EYE cos I didn’t show that bitch TLC
Rip up the mic no glc, getting a belly just telling me be healthy
Yeah Amanda keep saying all she wants is the ice but I don’t really mind cause she melts me
(Well brain) «Hah..I’m only fucking about, I wear Prada to raves to man, Money doe paper September 9th»