MicJeezy - Versace (Short Version) lyrics

Versace, Versace Its fightrs, real s**as that's all in my posse (shooters!) I'm getting so rich that they making up rumors that I'm illuminati (rich!) Just me and my s**as we kicking' these idiots, go body for body (fight!) These s**ers be hating, they praying to God that I don't cop a Bugatti Hold up, drop the top on the rari Pull in the club and I'm stopping the party Hold up, got s**as on s** They poppin' on molly's I'm prolly at Follies with PeeWee and Tip Questing with Lou I did everything that I said I would do I really won't tell you that I'm better than you But we're not on the same level as you Cause the G55 got a hell of a view Regular s**as make regular moves With ya regular and ya regular crew And you s**a still smokin on regular too? Like word?! What a shame, my s**a Louboutin blood like Game, my s**a Get left tryna aim, my s**a Like Saddam Hussein, my s**a I'm whippin' this brand new machine 100 bands in my jeans I'm gone!