Versace (Remix) Lyrics by Lil Chuckee
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I sold my chick and bought a Ducati
Nigger they say ain’t making it rain
But they climbing and throttling
Girl you muss need some glasses
How the fuck you don’t acknowledge me?
A zip in my pass admit on my knees
I take that as apology
Niggers be trying to keep up with me
They can’t fuck on my stamina
...discount I’ll go talk to my manager
Chicks be trapping
I’m trapping I’m trapping like every day
I know my dick be like when I fuck
You gonna give me a break
Big man be whipping
McDonald just opened a bakery
Shit my life the only thing
That you might ever can take from me
Bitches be trying to come hard so they...
Bitches be saying they models
What is this Grammy Show Agency?
We be in Paris the haters be saying
I don’t like these niggers
You see it on the Grammy
You accidentally like the bitch
Leave the gagster click and don’t wanna stop on us
Got a bad chick in
I might slip it all in her esophagus
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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
Versace took over
It took up my soul
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Lil Chuckee - Versace (Remix) Lyrics
