How Do U Want It Lyrics

How do you want it, how do you feel
Comin?up as a n**** in tha cash game
Livin?in tha fast lane, Im for real
How do you want it, how do you feel
Comin?up as a n**** in tha cash game
Livin?in tha fast lane, Im for real
Love tha way you agrivate your hips
And push your a** out
Gotta n**** wantin?
Its so bad
Im about to pass out
Wanna dig you
And I cant even lie about it
Baby just eleviate your cloths
Time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club
Oh s***, you got me fiendin?
Body talken s*** to me
But I cant comprehend the meaning
Now if ya wanna roll with me
Then heres ya chance
Doin?80 on tha freeway
Wait police, catch me if they can
Forgive me Im a ridah
Still Im just a simple man
All I want is money
f*** tha fame
Im a simple man
Mr. International
Playa with tha passport
Just like a ladder b****
Get you anything you ask for
Its 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 ho need
Puff some more weed
Funk, ya dont need
Approachin?hochies with a passion
Been a long day
But Ive 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 n****
Now tell me how you want it


Tell me is it cool to f***
You think I come to talk
Am I a fool or what
Positions on tha floor
Its like erotic, ironic
Cause Im somewhat psychotic
Im hitten?switches on b******
Like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
Come up beside ya
I aint quitin?till tha show is over
Cause Im a ridah
In and out just like a robbery
Ill probably be a freak
And let you get on top of me
Get her rockin?these
Nights full of Alazhay
A livin?legend
You aint heard about these n***** played in Cali days
Deloris Tucker
Yous a m****f***er
Instead of tryin?to help a n****
You destroy a brotha
Worst than tha others
Bill Clinton
Mr. Bob Dole
You too old to understand tha way tha game is told
Youre lame
So I gotta hit you with tha high facts
Wont someone listen
n***** top that
They wanna censor me
They ratha 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 f***
Id be tha first one to bomb and cuss
n**** tell me how you want it
Raised as a youth
Tell truth
I got tha scoop on how to get a bulletproof
Cause I jump on tha roof
Before I was a teenager
Mobile phone
Game rules
Im livin?major
My advasaries
Is lookin?worried
They paranoid of gettin?buried
One of us gonna see tha cemetary
My only hope is survive
If I wish to stay alive
See tha demons in my eyes
Before I die
I wanna live my life and ball
Make a couple million
And then Im chillin?
Fade em all
These taxes for me crossed up
With people tryin?ta sue me
Media is in my business
And they actin?like they know me
But Ima mash out
Peel out
Im murder quick
Thats with the whipn f***en steel out
Yeah n****, its some new s***
So better get up on it
When ya see me
Tell a n**** how ya want it
How do you want it

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