How Do You Want It

Artist：2Pac/K-Ci/Jojo
[Chorus：K-Ci 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; Im for real
How do you want it? How do you feel?
Comin up as a nigga in the cash game
livin in the fast lane; Im for real
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wantin it so bad Im bout to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I cant 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 cant comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll with me, then heres your chance
Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can
Forgive me im a rider, still Im just a simple man
All I want is money, fuck the fame Im a simple man
Mr. International, playa with the passport
Just like Aladdin 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 hoe need
Puff some mo weed, funk, ya dont need
Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But Ive 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! La-dy, yeahhhyeah)
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what?
Positions on the floor its like erotic, ironic
cause Im somewhat psychotic
Im hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster, Im up inside ya
I aint quittin til the show is over, cause Ima rider
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 Alize, a livin legend
You aint heard about these niggaz play these Cali days
Delores Tucker, youse a motherfucker
Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother
Worse than the others -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
Youre too old to understand the way the game is told
Youre lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts
Want some on lease? Im makin millions, niggaz top that
They wanna censor me; theyd rather see me in a cell
livin in hell -- only a few of usll live to tell
Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a fuck
Id be the first one to bomb and cuss
Nigga tell me how you want it
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop
on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof
before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager
Game rules, Im livin major -- my adversaries
is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried
One of us gon see the cemetary
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, make a couple million
And then Im 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
Hahaha, but Ima mash out, peel out
Im with it quick Ise quick to whip that fuckin steel out
Yeah nigga its 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?
[Chorus 2X]
[2Pac]
How you want it?
Yeah my nigga Johnny J
Yeah, we out
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
Tell me
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
Cash game, livin in the fast lane, Im for real