Tyga - Versace Versace lyrics

[Intro] You know I love the Versace store (Haa) Versace, Versace, I brought that sh** back, all these n***as they copy Medusa head on me I'm at the hotel, Versace Palazzo I rented the yacht for a week, but I bought the convertible Lambo Six mill for the mansion I see haters coming I need some more ammo These n***as gay that's Elmo So much green I turned camo Some hoover n***as on flannels Light light you up no candle Grip on that handle Yosemite Sam ya, that b**h bang like a banjo Told my arms dealer no need for a box, I don't read the instructions, I throw out the manual (WOO!) Versace, Versace, my brother king Trell he in a Ferrari I don't look the same, my camera the same, I made too much money (WOO!) Paul Pierce is my neighbor, I told him he should of went to the Clippers sponsored links I got some crazy ideas for Versace, get them and tell'em my number Versace, auggh Pica**o, Basquiat I'm co*ky 23, 15 mill I'm just getting started Pop water my water I walk around on my wallet I don't f** with Saddam but, that's gold all in my toilet Statues of Horus, and Anubis is polished I don't got to, rap about, coke for you to enjoy it I'm bout' to join the money team, just holla' to Floyd about it Versace, Versace, I'm taking my money to the Cayman islands (WOO!) Versace Auggh!! [Hook: Quavo] Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace