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Suave as Versace

  1. Versace, Versace, I step in the rap game and start Nagasaki,
  2. It’s Prototype balling, we smash up the beat and then beat to the exit,
  3. These bitches be asking for mentions, you thirsty bitch don’t even talk to me,
  4. Straight out of classes with no sign of asses or even hall passes,
  5. The chances of you stopping me, my nigga let’s check out your chances,
  6. Slimmer than an anorexic bitch look after she dances,
  7. Or the circumference of ass or the flesh on her titties,
  8. Grinding monopolist, Batmobile in the back, roll through the city,
  9. You guessed it nigga, it’s Lagos metropolis but I call it Nippleopolis,
  10. I’m an artist with words or a dancer with lines or a rapper with rhymes,
  11. Green as the lime, light in my eyes, got ‘em fixed on the prize, possession in mine, ing for gold, and maybe some plat, inum on my back.
  12. Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace,
  13. Bitches in Gucci popping they coochie, and faded to Tunechi,
  14. Cheetah print ratchet as fuck, my nigga, and here’s stops the buck,
  15. Shot to the lips, grape to the hips, lead in the zips,
  16. If I fell off the wagon, I’d break up the band and get back to my rapping,
  17. I’m raping the newbies, the underground’s shook, and the pussies is drooping.
  18. The game has been hacked, the deck has been stacked, the nutsack is wack,
  19. Cajones so black, Rapsack on the track, I’m taking it back,
  20. But I’m not done, so a nigga gotta keep his lips numb,
  21. As the body of a pregnant bitch with an epidural,
  22. Lines for a mural, employ for the euro, get bent for the hero,
  23. Pretty bitch be a hero, take a shot for the team,
  24. Niggas stressed to the seams, chicks clutch for the weaves,
  25. Bet a broke nigga spleen, Alpha, Bravo, Charlie sheen,
  26. Delta command, got hostage in hand, I got some demands,
  27. Money, bitches, power, and Nikki for an hour,
  28. Kim for three, Beyonce for a day, go full Jack Bauer,
  29. 24 pounds later, got a new instigator,
  30. Got a new venerator, rex with a power generator,
  31. Tyrannis for the pax, go raw to the max,
  32. Tell a bitch bring it back, baby got phat, and I smash that ass,
  33. Or I press that pass, and get a bitch X like a pill for a break up,
  34. Mind never made up faces with a bookcase,
  35. Got a nigga set for the showcase,
  36. Bricks for that new lace,
  37. Nig couldn’t save face, if I had Cage and John,
  38. My team just too strong, just repping is all,
  39. My lines so misleading that I’m the friendzone,
  40. Get the message, pick up the phone,
  41. Hello this Aramani, I’m calling to tell you and Louis I got some Versace,
  42. I’m dream of an Audi, she’s wet for Bugattis,
  43. I want Maserati, and maybe Nyomi,
  44. I breaking the walls of the normal,
  45. Twilight Zone is getting too formal,
  46. When they ask who's on the track,
  47. Tell a motherfucker that it's Rapsack.

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