Victony – Risk Lyrics

Victony – Risk Lyrics
Risk
Victony
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    "Risk." - Victony

    Album: Stubborn
    Track No: 06
    Come make this money rain on me
    Come make this money rain on-
    Come make this money rain on me
    Come make this money rain on-
    Two, one, two, three, go!
    Risk, risk, risk, risk it all
    Risk, risk, risk it all
    The dress correct, the shoe e bam
    The bum-bum e set
    The face, muah
    Risk, risk, risk it all
    Risk, risk, risk it all
    The dress correct, the shoe e bam
    The bum-bum e set
    The face-
    You say you got something on your mind
    Love in the club no be wetin you dey find
    Excuse me, shey you know this your behind
    E dey cause me trouble, so make I no go blind
    Darling, shey you know I for like to get to know you?
    Make you no reason am
    Darling, shey you know them dey call me fine bobo?
    My money na additional
    Make I no too talk, I wan show you my baby, oh
    Talk true talk, who wan fresh pass me, oh?
    Puo n' uzo, clear road for my baby, oh
    Or nzọbu nzọ, no go fit mba enyi, oh
    Make I no too talk, I wan show you my baby, oh
    Talk true talk, who wan fresh pass me, oh?
    Puo n' uzo, clear road for my baby oh
    Or nzọbu nzọ, no go fit mba enyi, oh
    Risk, risk, risk, risk it all
    Risk, risk, risk it all
    The dress correct, the shoe e bam
    The bum-bum e set
    The face, muah
    Risk, risk, risk it all
    Risk, risk, risk it all
    The dress correct, the shoe e bam
    The bum-bum e set
    Get whatever, huh, if you want get whatever
    If you want get whatever then, fuck with no manners, huh
    Body language, I dey hear no translator
    Girl, your body telling me she don't wanna keep no malice (Keep no malice)
    Fuck me 'til your body speaks to me again
    I go respond when you don feel am for your belle, oh (Belle, oh)
    Underwear dey leak, she dey wet my bedsheet
    Call am tears of joy, she go knack celebrity, ooh-oh
    Make I no too talk, I wan show you, my baby, oh
    Talk true talk, who wan fresh pass me, oh?
    Puo n' uzọ, clear road for my baby, oh
    Or nzọbu nzọ, no go fit mba enyi, oh
    Make I no too talk, I wan show you my baby, oh
    Talk true talk, who wan fresh pass me oh?
    Puo n' uzọ, clear road for my baby oh
    Or nzọbu nzọ, no go fit mba enyi, oh
    Come make this money rain
    Come make this money rain on me
    Come make this money rain
    Come make this money rain on me
    Come make this money rain
    Come make this money rain on me
    Come make this money rain

    Writer(s): Anoop Dâ'Souza, Anthony Ebuka Victor, Peace Emmanuel Aderogba Oredope & Rob Aragon.

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