King Los - Versace (Freestyle) lyrics
[King Los - Versace Freestyle lyrics]
Bitch I need a platinum
Aston Martin from Platinum
Matte black Ferrari, black Maserati, Maybach
A Bugatti
A platinum pool party for me goin' platinum
And after the party somebody go half
On a mansion no really, like saw it in half
That's how I'm fuckin' this money up
Got what I made cause I saw what I had
Pardon my swag, nigga!
Your girl suck dick just
To buy some Starbucks
Wouldn't give that bum bitch a box of sawdust
Hop up off us, cop drops we bosses
Push a button 'til that motherfuckin'
Top get balled up, like
Lord nigga, it look like Godzilla
Snapped and attacked the fuckin' car nigga
Hold up
Call niggas and tell 'em I'm back spazzin'
Bars so tight they havin' a back spasm
Versace Versace, like Vick in the pocket
No nigga can stop me (No nigga can stop me)
I'm trainin' my bitches to dig in yo pockets
You niggas is sloppy (You niggas is sloppy)
You niggas is swapping the same
Bitch and call her yo main bitch you geekin'
(main bitch you geekin')
Versace Versace, I only hear money
What language you speakin?
Bitch I'm out that murder land
We push white girl and push fast drops
Goin' broke done damn near pushed
These white girls to get ass shots
We did not have, we was have nots
Now twenty K just my half knot
For the big V, or the keys boy
Niggas re turn, no caps lock, woo!
You copped one car and you ballin' I like it
I'm finna buy two
One white and one red they the same
Them shit's lookin' like Ken and Ryu
I'm winnin' my dude
What the business my yout?
Wa' g'wan boy? go on with the bullshit
Camp on me soldiers and we
Armed with the four-fifth
Even with the bomb, when it sound
Me no forfeit
Uh, four four's and the Porsche four door
Four whores at the Four Season's fourth floor
Your money 4'4" yeah I'm
Gunnin' for the Forbes
Yeah I'm comin' with the force
I just done this for the Fourth like
Fireworks of my own
Fire verse from the dome
Tie a skirt on the chrome
I be murkin' 'em homes, go bezerk on a song
Shawty pop a perc and make
It twerk in a thong
And you can get that Birkin
Like I said in Ochocinco
It's summer time approachin' I'mma smoke
'em with the single
The vocal and the melody tell
'em that it's a felony
Having it's like you witnessed a murder
That's how a fella be rappin' it's like I'm
So precise
That I'm over nice and you over night
Your girl like Ciroc over ice
I'm out this bitch, Zero, i'm light
Aston Martin from Platinum
Matte black Ferrari, black Maserati, Maybach
A Bugatti
A platinum pool party for me goin' platinum
And after the party somebody go half
On a mansion no really, like saw it in half
That's how I'm fuckin' this money up
Got what I made cause I saw what I had
Pardon my swag, nigga!
Your girl suck dick just
To buy some Starbucks
Wouldn't give that bum bitch a box of sawdust
Hop up off us, cop drops we bosses
Push a button 'til that motherfuckin'
Top get balled up, like
Lord nigga, it look like Godzilla
Snapped and attacked the fuckin' car nigga
Hold up
Call niggas and tell 'em I'm back spazzin'
Bars so tight they havin' a back spasm
Versace Versace, like Vick in the pocket
No nigga can stop me (No nigga can stop me)
I'm trainin' my bitches to dig in yo pockets
You niggas is sloppy (You niggas is sloppy)
You niggas is swapping the same
Bitch and call her yo main bitch you geekin'
(main bitch you geekin')
Versace Versace, I only hear money
What language you speakin?
Bitch I'm out that murder land
We push white girl and push fast drops
Goin' broke done damn near pushed
These white girls to get ass shots
We did not have, we was have nots
Now twenty K just my half knot
For the big V, or the keys boy
Niggas re turn, no caps lock, woo!
You copped one car and you ballin' I like it
I'm finna buy two
One white and one red they the same
Them shit's lookin' like Ken and Ryu
I'm winnin' my dude
What the business my yout?
Wa' g'wan boy? go on with the bullshit
Camp on me soldiers and we
Armed with the four-fifth
Even with the bomb, when it sound
Me no forfeit
Uh, four four's and the Porsche four door
Four whores at the Four Season's fourth floor
Your money 4'4" yeah I'm
Gunnin' for the Forbes
Yeah I'm comin' with the force
I just done this for the Fourth like
Fireworks of my own
Fire verse from the dome
Tie a skirt on the chrome
I be murkin' 'em homes, go bezerk on a song
Shawty pop a perc and make
It twerk in a thong
And you can get that Birkin
Like I said in Ochocinco
It's summer time approachin' I'mma smoke
'em with the single
The vocal and the melody tell
'em that it's a felony
Having it's like you witnessed a murder
That's how a fella be rappin' it's like I'm
So precise
That I'm over nice and you over night
Your girl like Ciroc over ice
I'm out this bitch, Zero, i'm light