Frank Ocean
Frank Ocean - Versace lyrics
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Versace Versace I'll play the piano I'm not Liberace You could stay seated I'm taking that Grammy your music is sloppy Niggas is heated they keep on repeating the evening in slow-mo I sold enough records I'm selling out cities, I don't do no promo Marina Abramovic Riccardo Tisci Madonna Beyonce And Donatella if you don't believe me believe what the blogs say We was all at the table, it was a debate then we came in agreement That twitter ain't relevant anyway really, I'm finna delete it My Instagram all over internet anyway, don't think I need it Skrrrr Got bimmers on bimmers on bimmers On bimmers on bimmers on bimmers I'm running that Porsche for the winter If you trying to follow the leader I need a sabbatical do an apprenticeship under Domingo Study Carreras and Luci, I ain't finna rush out a single I get it when artists go loopy and lose it and get into opiates Like when you get all that you wanted and that shit is not what you hoped it was You had you a formula, one hit the wall now you Aryton Senna You had you a lady, then she hurt your ego, now you can't forgive her Yea I'm wearing some Dickies they cost 30 Euro I'm not even into Versace