How Do You Want It
2pac feat. k-ci and jojo Lyrics
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How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm 'bout to pass out
Wanna dig you and I can't 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 can't comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Doin' eighty on the freeway, police, catch me if you 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 Aladdin, 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 ho need
Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've 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)
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Did 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 hittin' switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
I'm up inside ya, I ain't quittin' 'til the show is over
'Cause I'ma 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' knees
Nights full of Alizé, a livin' legend
You ain't heard about, these niggas play these Cali days
C. Delores Tucker, you's a motherfucker
Instead of tryin' to help a nigga, you destroy a brother
Worse than the others, Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
You're too old to understand the way the game's told
You're lame, so I gotta hit you with the hot facts
Once I'm released, I'm makin' millions, niggas top that
They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in a cell
Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now everybody talkin 'bout us, I could give a fuck
Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
Nigga, tell me how you want it
How do you want it? (tell me)
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Raised as a youth, tell the truth, I got the scoop
On how to get a bulletproof, lickin' shots off on the roof
Before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager
Gang rules, I'm livin' major, my adversaries
Is lookin' worried, they paranoid of gettin' buried
One of us gon' see the cemetery
My only hope is survive, if I was 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 I'm 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 I'ma mash out and peel out
I'm with a clique that's quick to whip that fuckin' steel out
Yeah, nigga it's some new shit, so better get up on it
When you see me, tell a nigga how you want it
How do you want it?
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (yeah)
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
(How you want it?) How do you want it?
How do you feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game (yeah, my nigga, Johnny J)
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real (yeah)
How do you want it?
How does it feel?
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
How do you want it? (tell me)
How do you feel? (girl, I-I-I-I)
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, 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, ah, for real
"How Do You Want It" by 2Pac feat. KC & JoJo is a raunchy, sexually charged song about the fast-paced and dangerous lifestyle of a gangster living in the cash game. Throughout the song, Pac questions how the listener wants to live their life and shows how his own experiences have shaped his views. He touches on his obsession with sex, bragging about being able to make women feel good, while also referencing his issues with the media, politics, and law enforcement.
The song is about the alluring and chaotic life of a gangster. The lyrics are simple and repetitive, making them easier to remember and sing along with. Pac's signature flow and KC & JoJo's smooth R&B harmonies create a sound that is both seductive and intimidating. The chorus, "How do you want it? How does it feel? Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game, Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real," is a reminder of the dangerous life and constant struggle for power.
The song was released in 1996 as the third single from 2Pac's album "All Eyez on Me" and was one of his most popular songs. It topped the charts for weeks and was a party anthem. Today, it is still considered one of the greatest hip hop songs of all time.
Line by Line Meaning
How do you want it?
Asking the person how they want the experience to be
How does it feel?
Asking how the person is experiencing the moment
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Being born a black man in the life of gambling and money-making
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Living a fast-paced life with excitement and danger
Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Admiration for the way the person moves their body
Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm 'bout to pass out
Intense desire for the person to the point of physical exhaustion
Wanna dig you and I can't even lie about it
Being honest about wanting to have sex with the person
Baby, just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it
Asking the person to undress and be ready to have sex
Catch you at a club, oh, shit you got me fiendin'
Feeling addicted to the person and desiring them
Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
The person's body language is confusing and hard to understand
Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Inviting the person to join the artist
Doin' eighty on the freeway, police, catch me if you can
Driving at a high speed on the highway with the risk of getting caught by the police
Forgive me, I'm a rider, still, I'm just a simple man
Apologizing for the reckless behavior, but stating that the artist is just a simple person
All I want is money, fuck the fame, I'm a simple man
Desiring wealth over fame, and seeing oneself as a simple individual
Mr. International, player with the passport
Being well-traveled and worldly
Just like Aladdin, bitch, get you anything you ask for
Being able to provide anything the person wants
It's either him or me, champagne, Hennessy
Comparing oneself to other men, while drinking expensive alcohol
A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Proudly displaying wealth in front of rivals
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a ho need
Watching as the artist and friends approach women and understand their desires
Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Smoking marijuana to enhance the experience
Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
Approaching women with enthusiasm after a long day
Your body is bangin', baby, I love it when you flaunt it
Complimenting the person's body and enjoying when they show it off
Time to give it to daddy, nigga, now tell me how you want it
Preparing to have sex and asking how the person wants it
I'm livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Living a fast-paced life with excitement and danger
Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Asking if the person is ready to have sex
Did you think I come to talk? Am I a fool or what?
Appearing as someone who is not interested in talking, but rather having sex
Positions on the floor, it's like erotic
Describing sexual positions on the floor as erotic
Ironic 'cause I'm somewhat psychotic
Ironically, having a mental illness while engaging in sexual behavior
I'm hittin' switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Comparing sexual maneuvers to car hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
Describing sexual activity as a roller coaster ride
I'm up inside ya, I ain't quittin' 'til the show is over
Having sex and not stopping until it is over
'Cause I'ma rider in and out just like a robbery
Being a sexually skilled person, while also comparing it to robbery
I'll probably be a freak and let you get on top of me
Being open to trying new things, including the person being on top
Get her rockin' knees
Making the person feel intense pleasure during sex
Nights full of Alizé, a livin' legend
Drinking Alizé and being seen as a legend
You ain't heard about, these niggas play these Cali days
Being a part of underground activities in California
C. Delores Tucker, you's a motherfucker
Calling out perceived hypocrisy of civil rights activist C. Delores Tucker
Instead of tryin' to help a nigga, you destroy a brother
Accusing Tucker of not helping the black community, but rather causing harm
Worse than the others, Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
Naming politicians who are seen as detrimental to the black community
You're too old to understand the way the game's told
Believing that older politicians do not understand the current struggles of the black community
You're lame, so I gotta hit you with the hot facts
Calling out politicians for being fake and presenting the truth
Once I'm released, I'm makin' millions, niggas top that
Planning to make millions of dollars after being released from prison
They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in a cell
Being censored and silenced in entertainment, while also being at risk of going back to prison
Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Referring to the dangerous lifestyle and how few people survive it
Now everybody talkin 'bout us, I could give a fuck
Not caring about what people say about the artist and their lifestyle
Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
Being criticized for using obscene language and promoting violence, as if it has not been done before
Nigga, tell me how you want it
Asking again how the person wants the experience to be
Raised as a youth, tell the truth, I got the scoop
Growing up and knowing the ins and outs of life
On how to get a bulletproof, lickin' shots off on the roof
Learning how to protect oneself from danger and shoot from high places
Before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager
Having advanced technology at a young age
Gang rules, I'm livin' major, my adversaries
Living by gang rules and being seen as a big player, with rivals
Is lookin' worried, they paranoid of gettin' buried
Causing fear in rivals and them feeling a sense of paranoia about getting hurt
One of us gon' see the cemetery
Expecting that one will die from the gang lifestyle
My only hope is survive, if I was to stay alive
The only hope is to survive, and it's difficult to do so in this lifestyle
Gettin' high, see the demons in my eyes before I die
Using drugs to cope with the struggles of this lifestyle, and knowing that it may ultimately lead to death
I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
Desiring a life of success and wealth
And then I'm chillin', fade 'em all
Enjoying life and leaving behind past rivals
These taxes got me crossed up and people tryin' to sue me
Being stressed by financial obligations and legal issues
Media is in my business and they actin' like they know me (hahaha)
Feeling disrespected by the media, who do not truly know the artist
But I'ma mash out and peel out
Acting tough and leaving without fear
I'm with a clique that's quick to whip that fuckin' steel out
Being with a group that is quick to use weapons to defend themselves
Yeah, nigga it's some new shit, so better get up on it
Doing something new that rivals are not ready for
When you see me, tell a nigga how you want it
Preparing for more sexual experiences and asking for the person's preference
(How you want it?) How do you want it?
Reiterating the question of how the person wants the experience to be
Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game (yeah, my nigga, Johnny J)
Referencing a friend while discussing growing up as a black man in a world of gambling and money-making
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real (yeah)
Living a fast-paced life with excitement and danger
How do you feel? (girl, I-I-I-I)
Asking the person how they are feeling after the experience
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Bruce Fisher, Quincy D. Jones, Leon Ware, Stanley J. Richardson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Real truth talk real wisdom 💯 Jesus Help us!! Tupac is gone but He's words are still real
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Some people don't understand how iconic he already was when he was still here. EVERYBODY was listening to Pac and EVERYBODY was listening to Jodeci. This collab was insane.
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When my son called and said, "Hey, mom...mom I heard!!! Tupac is dead, he died" I tell y'all..I cried like a baby. I cried like a "baby's Momma, because I have not Met not ONE woman that has OR had a son That didn't love, Pac..RIP #DearMommatheMovie