How Do You Want It

How do you want it? (Ooh)
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

How do you want it? (yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm 'bout to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club, oh, shit you got me fiendin'
Body talkin' shit to me, but I can't comprehend the meaning

Now, if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Doin' 80 on the freeway, police, catch me if you can
Forgive me, I'm a rider, still, I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, fuck the fame, I'm a simple man
Mr. International, player with the passport
Just like Aladdin, bitch, get you anything you ask for
It's either him or me, champagne, Hennessy
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need
Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hooches with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin', baby, I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy, nigga, now tell me how you want it (tell me how you want it)

How do you want it? (Yeah-yeah)
How does it feel? (Ooh-yeah)
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real (I'm loving it for real)

How do you want it? (yeah-yeah)
How do you feel? (oh-oh)
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Did you think I come to talk? Am I a fool or what?
Positions on the floor, it's like erotic
Ironic 'cause I'm somewhat psychotic
I'm hittin' switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics (hey-hey)
Up and down like a roller coaster (hey-hey)
I'm up inside ya, I ain't quittin' 'til the show is over
'Cause I'ma rider in and out just like a robbery
I'll probably be a freak and let you get on top of me

Get to rockin' these
Nights full of Alizé, a livin' legend (Alizé)
You ain't heard about, these niggas play these Cali days
C. Delores Tucker, you's a motherfucker
Instead of tryin' to help a nigga, you destroy a brother
Worse than the others, Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
You're too old to understand the way the game's told

You're lame, so I gotta hit you with the hot facts
Once I'm released, I'm makin' millions, niggas top that
They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in a cell
Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us, I could give a fuck
Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
Nigga, tell me how you want it

How do you want it? (Tell me)
How does it feel? (Yeah)
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real (I'm living in a-, I'm living in hell)

How do you want it? (Yeah, tell me how you wanna be)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

Raised as a youth, tell the truth, I got the scoop
On how to get a bulletproof, lickin' shots off on the roof
Before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager
Gang rules, I'm livin' major, my adversaries
Is lookin' worried, they paranoid of gettin' buried
One of us gon' see the cemetery
My only hope is survive, if I was to stay alive
Gettin' high, see the demons in my eyes before I die

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
And then I'm chillin', fade 'em all
These taxes got me crossed up and people tryin' to sue me
Media is in my business and they actin' like they know me (ha-ha-ha)
But I'ma mash out and peel out (yeah-ey)
I'm with a clique that's quick to whip that fuckin' steel out (yeah-oh)
Yeah, nigga it's some new shit, so better get up on it
When you see me, tell a nigga how you want it
How do you want it?

How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

How do you want it? (Yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real (living in, living in-)

How do you want it? (Yeah)
How does it feel? (Oh, yeah-yeah)
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

(How you want it?) How do you want it? (Yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game (yeah, my nigga, Johnny J)
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real (yeah) (oh, oh, oh)

How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game (oh, no-no)
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real (gonna love it, baby, baby, babe)

How do you want it? (Tell me)
How do you feel? (Girl, I-I-I-I)
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real

How do you want it? (Ooh)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, I'm for real



Credits
Writer(s): Quincy D. Jones, Leon Ware, Johnny Lee Jackson, Stanley J. Richardson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Bruce Fisher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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