Vusic and Zinoleesky Lyrics
The lyrics of Richard Millie by Vusic featuring Zinoleesky celebrate ambition, confidence, and the rewards of a lavish lifestyle. Through bold references to luxury watches, designer fashion, international travel, and financial success, the artists portray themselves as focused on achieving their goals while enjoying the benefits of their hard work. Alongside its themes of wealth and status, the song incorporates playful bravado and flirtatious energy, with the artists emphasizing independence, self-assurance, and an unwavering commitment to staying ahead of their peers.
Vusic & Zinoleesky - Richard Millie Lyrics
Hey
Ahh
Uhh
Ohhh
Eee
Uhh
Understand can't be the one to hold your hands every time
Understand, I no really get time to send anybody
Mofe mu koko
Mo de ma sun si obo
Still I no fit jonze
Ohowi to ku n'kocho
Edeh ko ju n'piocho
Smoke weed get high
Am an astronaut
I need space
These niggas, dem a jonze a lot
Throw way face
All these niggas, JJC
Test me, my reaction, chemistry
Explosive, nigga wan dey gbegesi
I dey ball like mad I no wear jersey
I be Halland, Lamin Yamal
Diallo I dey score like Amad
Perci mi da, owo ta gba, 40 meter, owo ika, shey o wo le?
Good fella jolly nigga, anu mo gba, carry bouncers.
Ko owo wa nle
Where your babe?
Hold your babe make nobody collect your babe o
Nah Richard Millie I get
No get time to check your baby
Ke mi sha ti fagbo
Gba owo ki deh ri omo ti ma bo
Leni mofe lo pari mofe lo Germany
Modefe lo Singapore
Woah
Somebody call the popo
I've been riding solo
Say this life nah yolo
Ahhnn
This is just a warmup
Gbe won ni one up
Give them one more
E gbe kan jade ti oba fuck up
Ahnnn
Kpa koro kpa
Find me one oroma
Ten Millie in a baggo bag
Say we just dey give them back to back
Ah Jagaban am the man I get plans money dey waste
She dey whyne
Make it rotate am your only fan
She wan cash
I wan lash
Make it splash I like it like that
Got me tatatatata
Easy on the nigga you dey cross line
Ahhh
Bad boy I don spoil to the core I don't play no games
Got my eyes on the ball
Hood niggas all my guys we go rise to the top
I don't give a fuck
Answer the call
Bambambilla we no fit low
All my niggas, Valentino
Prada, Gucci, Feragamo
All my bitches na Latino
Smoke weed get high
Am an astronaut
I need space
These niggas demma jonze a lot
Throw way face
All these niggas, JJC
Test me, my reaction, chemistry
Explosive, nigga wan dey gbegesi
I dey ball like mad I no wear jersey
I be Halland, Lamin Yamal
Dialo I dey score like Amad
Perci mi da, owo ta gba, 40 meter, owo ika, shey o wo le?
Good fella jolly nigga, anu mo gba, carry bouncers
Ko owo wa nle
Where your babe?
Hold your babe make, nobody collect your babe o
Nah Richard Millie I get
No get time to check your baby
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