How Do You Want It (Originally Performed by 2Pac Tupac & K-Ci & JoJo)

歌詞

[KC and JoJo of Jodeci] 2X How do you want it How do you feel Comin' up as a Nigga in tha cash game Livin' in tha fast lane I'm for real [Tupac] Love the way you aggravate your hips And push your ass out Gotta nigga wantin' It's so bad I'm about to pass out Want to dig you And I can't even lie about it Baby just elevate your cloths 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 ya want to roll with me Then here's ya chance Doin' 80 on the freeway Wait police, catch me if they 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 a ladder bitch Get you anything you ask for It's 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 Approachin' hochies with a passion Been a long day But I've been drivin' by attraction In a strong way Your body is bangin' Baby I love it when ya flaunt it Time to give it to daddy nigga Now tell me how you want it [Chorus: x2 KC and JoJo] 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 [Tupac] Tell me is it cool to fuck? 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 hitten' switches on bitches Like I been fixed with hydraulics Up and down like a roller coaster Come up beside ya I ain't quitin' till the show is over Cause I'm a rider In and out just like a robbery I'll probably be a freak And let you get on top of me Get her rockin' these Nights full of Alize A livin' legend You ain't heard about these niggas played in Cali days Deloris Tucker You's a motherfucker Instead of tryin' to help a nigga You destroy a brother Worst than the others Bill Clinton Mr. Bob Dole You too old to understand the way the game is told Your lame So I gotta hit you with the high facts Won't someone listen? Makin' millions Niggas top that They want to censor me They rather see me in a cell Livin' in hell With only a few of us to live to tell Now everybody talkin' about us I could give a fuck I'd be tha first one to bomb and cuss Nigga tell me how you want it [Chorus: x2] [Tupac] Raised as a youth Tell truth I got the scoop on how to get a bulletproof Cause I jump on the roof Before I was a teenager Mobile phone Sky-pager Game rules I'm livin' major My adversaries Is lookin' worried They paranoid of getten' buried One of us gonna see the cemetery My only hope is survive If I wish to stay alive Gettin' high See the demons in my eyes Before I die I want to live my life and ball Make a couple million And then I'm chillin' Fade'm all These tax's for me crossed up With people tryin' ta sue me Media is in my business And they actin' like they know me But I'ma mash out Peel out I'm murder quick That's with the whip'n fuckin' steel out Yeah nigga, it's some new shit So better get up on it When ya see me Tell a nigga how ya want it How do you want it? [Repeat: x3 KC and JoJo] How do you want it How does it feel Comin' up as a Nigga in the cash game Livin' in tha fast lane I'm for real