How do you want it
How do you feel
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane
I'm 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
I'm for real

Love the way you agrivate your hips
And push your ass out
Gotta nigga wanting it's so bad
I'm about to pass 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 shit, you got me fiendin'
Body talken shit to me
But I can't comprehend the meaning
Now if ya wanna roll with me
Then here's you chance
Doing 80 on tha 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, Hennessy, 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 more weed
Funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hochies with a passion
Been a long day but I've been driving by attraction
In a strong way your body is banging
Baby I love it when ya flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy nigga
Now tell me how you want it

How do you want it
How do you feel
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane
I'm 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
I'm for real

Tell me is it cool to fuck?
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 hitteng switches on bitches
Like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
Come up beside ya
I ain't quiting 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 Alazhay a living legend
You ain't heard about these niggas played in cali days
Deloris Tucker you're a mutherfucker
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 tha game is told your lame
So I gotta hit you with tha high facts
Won't someone listen?
Making millions niggas top that
They wanna censor me
They rather see me in a cell living in hell
With only a few of us to live to tell
Now everybody talken about us
I could give a fuck
I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss
Nigga tell me how you want it

How do you want it
How do you feel
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane
I'm 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
I'm for real

Raised as a youth tell truth
I got tha scoop on how to get a bulletproof
'Cause I jump on the 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
Getting 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 chilling
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 fucking 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?

How do you want it
How do you feel
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane
I'm for real (8x)

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