2000's (feat. YSY A)

Yeah, eh, eh, eh-eh, eh-eh
Yeah, uh, baby
I brought you back to the 2000s
With Ovyze, with Lam, wuh
Kun, Kun, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ey

When you're in the mood you want me
Kissing you with all those women
You call me to tell me: I want sex
And how curious, I wanted that

I want to fulfill your wishes, tell me
I know you like teasing, so tempt me
And let's make good use of the time, eh
Let our bodies get to know each other better

The word, the movement, ma, ah-ah
You really know me
I find everything you give me delicious
Below I provoke a dampness in you

Why are you like that? You're made of wickedness
And at night I pray for you, God is watching over you
We're ready for anyone trying to hit on you
Ey, yeah (Dref Kun)

Let the neighbors wake up, yeah
The music, the noise, my voice, your moans
The weed and the wine, yeah
You're screaming at me that you're enjoying it

Please let it continue like this, ih-ih
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih

If fire knew the heat with which we love each other
The Sun would get jealous of just two humans
How can so much heart fit in these four hands?
I want to enter you like the outfit you had on earlier today

When we wake up after another new marathon
With you it's more than ever, it always gets better
We kill ourselves and come back to life, yes, in repetition
I became addicted to causing you these kinds of sensations

And now that I have you face to face
My steps accelerate and my heartbeats don't stop
Through the front door with your ass that doesn't fit
With the complaints of those old women who live near your house

With the desire to eat you already
To make you reach the top so you don't come down
Let's disconnect the doorbell, let's not look at the phone
Let's put it on airplane mode and let's learn to fly

Let the neighbors wake up, yeah
The music, the noise, my voice, your moans (let the neighbors wake up)
The weed and the wine, yeah
You're screaming at me that you're enjoying it (let the neighbors wake up)

Please let it continue like this, ih-ih (please let it continue like this)
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih (please let it continue like this)
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih (I want it to continue like this)
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih (like that, like that, like that, like that, like that, like that, like that)

We're making love, baby, this isn't sex
Smoking a healing weed, anti-stress
For me, let's do it thirty days a month
And if you're short on time, well, let's make it express

I feel like you heal me, baby, all the damage
You have the body of twenty-seven and the soul of a hundred years
I hit her in the ass every time she goes up a step
She doesn't care about the place, she wants to do it in the bathroom

In the discotheque, even though she's known on the internet
I'm going to buy you drinks, even if you're not thirsty
And I treat you formally
I keep you away from the lights, the flashes, the LEDs

If they hit on you at the party, send them to the friendzone
It's as if they don't exist if I don't know who they are
Drunk I don't think and I get intense
But I calm down after doing it with you and lighting incense

Let the neighbors wake up, yeah
The music, the noise, my voice, your moans
The weed and the wine, yeah
You're screaming at me that you're enjoying it

Please let it continue like this, ih-ih
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih (please let it continue like this)
Ih, ih-ih, ih-ih
Ih, ih-ih (Dref)

When you're in the mood you want me
You call me to tell me: I want sex
I want to fulfill your wishes, tell me
And let's make good use of the time