Razzlekhan – Versace Bedouin Lyrics – New Today 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 heading
Mother f*cking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; f*ck yo message at the 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 heading
Mother f*cking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; f*ck yo message at the 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 heading

Mother f*cking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; f*ck yo message at the 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
p*ssy 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 f*ck 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 heading
Mother f*cking crocodile of Wall Street
Silver on my fingers and boots on my feet
Always be a goat, not a god damn sheep!
Email me; f*ck yo message at the 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 f*ck
Atchya like a whirling dervish YOU better duck
This bitch is Turkish
Don’t press your luck
Isis can’t handle them Kurdish

f*ck 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