Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Do You Want It, artist - 2Pac. Date of issue: 06.08.2012
Song language: English
How Do You Want It |
| How do you want it How do you feel |
| Comin' up as a ni**a in tha cash game |
| Livin' in tha fast lane |
| i’m for real |
| (Tupac) |
| Love tha way you aggrevate your hips |
| and push your a*s out |
| gotta ni**a wantin' |
| it’s so bad |
| i’m about to pa*s out |
| wanna dig you |
| and I can’t even lie about it baby just eleviate your cloths |
| time to fly up out it catch you at a club |
| oh s**t, you got me fiendin' |
| body talken s**t to me but I can’t comprehend the meaning |
| now if ya wanna roll with me then here’s ya chance |
| doin 80 on tha freeway |
| wait police, catch me if they can |
| forgive me i’m a ridah |
| still i’m just a simple man |
| all I want is money |
| f**k tha fame |
| i’m a simple man |
| Mr. International |
| Playa with tha pa*sport |
| just like a ladder bi**h |
| 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 ho need |
| puff some more weed |
| funk, ya don’t need |
| approachin' hochies with a pa*sion |
| 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 ni**a |
| now tell me how you want it… |
| How do you want it How does it feel |
| Comin' up as a ni**a in tha cash game |
| Livin' in tha fast lane |
| i’m for real |
| (Tupac) |
| Tell me is it cool to f**k? |
| you think I come to talk |
| am I a fool or what? |
| positions on tha floor |
| it’s like erotic |
| ironic |
| cause i’m somewhat psychotic |
| i’m hitten' switches on bi**hes |
| like i been fixed with hydraulics |
| up and down like a roller coaster |
| come up beside ya I ain’t quitin' till tha show is over |
| cause i’m a ridah |
| in and out just like a robbery |
| i’ll probably be a freak |
| and let you get ontop of me get her rockin' these |
| nights full of Alazhay |
| a livin' legend |
| you ain’t heard about these ni**as played in cali days |
| Deloris Tucker (blanked out) |
| you’s a muthaf**ker |
| instead of tryin' to help a ni**a |
| you destroy a brotha |
| worst than tha others |
| Bill Clinton |
| Mr. Bob Dole |
| You too old to understand tha way tha game is told |
| your lame |
| so I gotta hit you with tha high facts |
| won’t someone listen? |
| makin' millions |
| ni**as 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 talken about us I could give a f**k |
| I’d be tha first one to bomb and cuss |
| ni**a tell me how you want it… |
| How do you want it How do you feel |
| Comin' up as a ni**a in tha cash game |
| I’m livin' in tha fast lane |
| i’m for real |
| (Tupac) |
| 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 |
| Skypager |
| game rules |
| i’m livin' major |
| my advasaries |
| is lookin' worried |
| they paranoid of getten' buried |
| one of us gonna see tha cemetary |
| My only hope is survive |
| If I wish to stay alive |
| getten' high |
| see tha demons in my eyes |
| before I die |
| I wanna live my life and ball |
| make a couple million |
| and then i’m chillin' |
| fade’m all |
| these taxs 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 f**ken steel out |
| yeah ni**a, it’s some new s**t |
| so better get up on it |
| When ya see me tell a ni**a how ya want it How do you want it? |
| How do you want it How does it feel |
| Comin' up as a ni**a in tha cash game |
| Livin' in tha fast lane |
| i’m for real |