King Los - 2 Vs 1 lyrics

[Hook: Los] 2 verse 1, 2 verse 1 She give me that overtime then that new work come What you want the red bottoms and that new purse hun? We can do that, but first I need that 2 verse 1 Drop it low Drop it, drop it, drop it low (Dip it) Break it, break it down [?] ..my flow What you want them Gucci boots and that new purse hun? We can do that, but first I need that 2 verse 1 [Verse 1: Los] Yo, I'm icy, with a nice V out in SoHo Your wifey said she like me in a photo Your wifey and I might creep on the low, though Cuz ain't nothing wrong with some Ice T and CoCo I'm Ocho, I don't need no strikes for the hoe though 2 verse 1 for the night and I'm dolo Laid up with her all night? That's a no no Seen her back yard took [?] to the go-go White tee, Polo Quite G, low pro We can just do it no Nike logo Spike Lee and at the game 'Mello dropped 40 Money real loud I don't yell a lot shorty Louboutin slippers Cinderella copped for me If you got a hot friend you should tell her Hi for me She say she got a man? Goddamn, how corny If you treat the wood right a good.. [?] [Hook] [Verse 2: Los] Uh, I got a Porsche Panamera And a drop top Super Sport Balling out like I wore my high tops to the court Such a cool style, I could crush a crew down And got [?] like BOW! Motherf**er POOM, POW! Hunt for the p**y, I'ma gut the womb down He don't f** you like me you should cut the fool now I'm stuntin' too loud, I don't hear those weirdos My n***as move birds like scarecrows, here goes The S-W-A-GG-AB-OY, know why? I'm Gucci crazy I've been running through the paper like its loose leaf lately Had a bitter past all I need is two sweet ladies Bigger house, bigger living room And I ain't talkin bout the living room Play soccer, n***a, all I do is kick it to em If they want game, damn right I'ma give it to em [Hook]