How Do U Want It
How do u want it
How does it feel
Coming up as a nigga in the cash game
Living in the fast lane I'm for real
How do you want it
How do you feel
Coming up as a nigga in the cash game
Living in the fast lane I'm for real
Love the way you activate you hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wanting it so bad I'm about to pass out
Wanna dig you and I can't even lie about it
Baby just alleviate your clothes time to fly up out
Catch you at a club oh shit you got me feenin
Body talking shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll wit me then here's your chance
Doing 80 on a 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
It's the international player with a passport
Just like Alladin bitch get you anything you ask for
Its either him or me champagne Hennessey
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed
Peep what a ho need
Puff some more weed funk
Ya don't need
Approaching hoochies with a passion
Been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction
In a strong way
Ya 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 is it cool to fuck
Did ya think I come to talk
Am I a full or what
Positions on the floor it's like erotic
Ironic cause I'm somewhat psychotic
I'm hitting switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
I'm up inside ya I ain't quitting til the shows over
Cause I'mma ride up in and put just like a robbery
I'll probably be a freak and let you get on top of me
Get her rocking these
Nights full of Alize
A living legend
You ain't heard about these niggas play these Cali days
C Delores Tucker you's a mutha fucker
Instead of trying to help a nigga you destroy a brother
Worse than the others
Bill Clinton Mr Bob Dole
You 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 making millions niggas top that
They wanna censor me
They'd rather see me in a cell
Living in hell only a few of us will live to tell
Now everybody talking about us I could give a fuck
Like we the first one to bomb and cuss
Nigga tell me how you want it
Raised as a youth tell the truth
I got the scoop on how to get a bullet proof
Because I jumped from the roof
Before I was a teenager
Mobile phone Skypager game rules
I'm living major
My adversaries is looking worried
They paranoid of getting buried
One of us gone see the cemetery
My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive
Gettin high see the demons in my eyes
Before I die
I wanna live my life and ball
Made a couple million
And then I'm chilling fade em all
These taxes got me crossed
Other people trying to sue me
Media is in my bidness and they acting like they know me
But I'm a mash out and peel out
I'm with a clique that's quick to wip the fuckin steel out
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 does it feel
Coming up as a nigga in the cash game
Living in the fast lane I'm for real
How do you want it
How do you feel
Coming up as a nigga in the cash game
Living in the fast lane I'm for real
Love the way you activate you hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wanting it so bad I'm about to pass out
Wanna dig you and I can't even lie about it
Baby just alleviate your clothes time to fly up out
Catch you at a club oh shit you got me feenin
Body talking shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll wit me then here's your chance
Doing 80 on a 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
It's the international player with a passport
Just like Alladin bitch get you anything you ask for
Its either him or me champagne Hennessey
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed
Peep what a ho need
Puff some more weed funk
Ya don't need
Approaching hoochies with a passion
Been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction
In a strong way
Ya 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 is it cool to fuck
Did ya think I come to talk
Am I a full or what
Positions on the floor it's like erotic
Ironic cause I'm somewhat psychotic
I'm hitting switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
I'm up inside ya I ain't quitting til the shows over
Cause I'mma ride up in and put just like a robbery
I'll probably be a freak and let you get on top of me
Get her rocking these
Nights full of Alize
A living legend
You ain't heard about these niggas play these Cali days
C Delores Tucker you's a mutha fucker
Instead of trying to help a nigga you destroy a brother
Worse than the others
Bill Clinton Mr Bob Dole
You 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 making millions niggas top that
They wanna censor me
They'd rather see me in a cell
Living in hell only a few of us will live to tell
Now everybody talking about us I could give a fuck
Like we the first one to bomb and cuss
Nigga tell me how you want it
Raised as a youth tell the truth
I got the scoop on how to get a bullet proof
Because I jumped from the roof
Before I was a teenager
Mobile phone Skypager game rules
I'm living major
My adversaries is looking worried
They paranoid of getting buried
One of us gone see the cemetery
My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive
Gettin high see the demons in my eyes
Before I die
I wanna live my life and ball
Made a couple million
And then I'm chilling fade em all
These taxes got me crossed
Other people trying to sue me
Media is in my bidness and they acting like they know me
But I'm a mash out and peel out
I'm with a clique that's quick to wip the fuckin steel out
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
Credits
Writer(s): Stanley J. Richardson, Leon Ware, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Quincy D. Jones, Johnny Lee Jackson, Bruce Carleton Fisher
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