Lyrics Plus 2 - Kida Kudz, Prettyboy D-O

Plus 2

Dawg, tonight
I wanna rock tonight
I wanna have fun tonight
Thank God tonight
Gonna be a bloody night
Girlie wanna give me bum tonight
Going back home tonight
And I roll up a blunt and I wanna get fly tonight (ay, ay)
My way?
Or your way?
Girl, I wan tell you up with no Friday
Yeah, I like it
You know when you leave me, I’m slidin', ridin'
Why you’re gonna treat a boy that way
Me no like it (like it)
I don’t know you dey dongbetun
What is wrong with you?
(What is wrong with you?)
Call all your ex girlfriends, side chick, everyone come through
(Everyone come through)
We don’t care about your guestlist (guestlist)
We don’t want plus two (we don’t want plus two)
All of my guys full here
Calm down make e no shock you (make e no shock you)
(Rih! Yeah!)
Me, I spot her in her shorty knicker
Man ah bad since they cut me from the umbilical
Way she whine, she dey make a nigga ask for Jesus
Girl, you mine make I play you like my Spanish guitar
Spanish guitar, Spanish guitar
Baby, move, make I beat you like a panel beater
Call your friend 'cause you know say me I dey with Kida
Dey with Kida, dey with Kida (ay)
When the party’s done
I’m not going home
Mr DJ, play my music on
Where the girl dem dey?
Tell them make them come
We go party on
Till the early morn'
Never lackin', got my jiggas outside
Do anyhow, you gon' get your genotype
I got a couple membas outside
Brought heavy kush-
I don’t know you dey dongbetun
What is wrong with you?
(What is wrong with you?)
Call all your ex girlfriends, side chick, everyone come through
(Everyone come through)
We don’t care about your guestlist (guestlist)
We don’t want plus two (we don’t want plus two)
All of my guys full here
Calm down, make e no shock you (make e no shock you)
Girl dem me na lockdown lockdown
Say my city shut down shut down
Me say, girl dem me na lockdown lockdown
Say this city shut down shut down (ay)
Make I take you to my party
Take you to my house party
I dey with Kida so we jiggy in the party
The girls dem shaking up, the girls dem get naughty (yeah, yeah)
These boys they lie, they not funny
A boy get dollar, pop molly
So, if no smoke, you know a nigga can’t catch it
They no get babe, you know my bro dey get car key (Rih!)