Razzlekhan – Versace Bedouin lyrics

[Intro]
Never forget, weirdest is most original
This song is for the entrepreneurs and hackers
All the misfits and smart slackers

[Hook]
Razzlekhan, the Versace bedouin
Come real far but don’t know where I’m headin
Mother fucking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; fuck yo message at tha beep

[Verse 1]
Spirit of a revolutionary
Power of a dictator
Love to be contrary
But I’m sly like a gator

I’ve got pilot blood
A real risk-taker
Pirate riding the flood
Badass money maker

Grandmother crocodile
Weirder than uh x-file
Breathe fire; shit silver
So sexy when I slither

Sparkle on my little finger
Hella Berazzled ear to ear
Poised to throw a zinger
Playin on their worst fear

[Hook]
Razzlekhan, the Versace bedouin
Come real far but don’t know where I’m headin
Mother fucking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; fuck yo message at tha beep

[Verse 2]
Razzlekhan’s the name
That hot grandma you really wanna bang
Always run the gilf game
Ever since I was fif-taneee

I’m many things
A rapper, an economist, a journalist
A writer, a ceo
And a dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, ho

Better than most writers
Creepier than most girls
Weirder than most rappers
But I still rock pearls

[Hook]
Razzlekhan, the Versace bedouin
Come real far but don’t know where I’m headin
Mother fucking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; fuck yo message at tha beep

[Verse 3]
The Versace bedouin
Got the bling that win
With the berber might
I’ll win every fight
My swag ain't just lit
Silver really packs a hit
Fobby fashion so legit
Pussy bitches saying stop
About to pop--ain't-goin quit!

They say Raz a filthy bitch
But they’re just jealous of muh tits!
My eyes, muh nose
My bling, muh clothes
These rings, ma hoes
Everyone knows
I don’t fuck with no bros!
"Uh...unless they’re gay...gays don’t count. They’re exempt"

[Hook]
Razzlekhan, the Versace bedouin
Come real far but don’t know where I’m headin
Mother fucking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; fuck yo message at tha beep

[Verse 4]
Everyone worries too much ‘bout what’s proper
But not razz; no shame; that don’t stop her
Blindly following rules is for fools
‘Stead I work the edge cases with my tools

Awkward as fuck
Atchya like a whirling dervish you better duck
This bitch is Turkish
Don’t press your luck
Isis can’t handle them Kurdish

Fuck yo Jane Austin romance
Rather be taking a taxidermy class
Prefer Vietnam over France
Doing ma jerkoff dance
Lookin like a gay male stripper
But my synesthesia world is even trippier