How Do You Want It
Tupac & KC & JoJo Lyrics


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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

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 hoe 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
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 Alize, 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
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
But I'mma 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? (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 do you feel?




Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to How Do You Want It by Tupac Shakur and KC & JoJo are a commentary on the experience of coming up in the fast-paced world of the music industry while living in the shadow of racial prejudice. The song highlights themes of living life in the fast lane, the importance of money over fame, the desire for physical pleasure, and the struggle against political oppression. Lines like "Caught up in the middle, my enemies and my homies" and "Forgive me, I'm a rider, still, I'm just a simple man" suggest the struggle to maintain a sense of self amidst the chaos of the industry and oppressive societal norms. Overall, the song is a reflection on the complexity of living life as a black man in America, exploring both the highs and lows of such an experience.


Line by Line Meaning

How do you want it?
Asking how the other person would like to engage in sexual activity


How does it feel?
Asking how the other person is feeling during sexual activity


Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game
Growing up as a black man involved in the world of money and wealth


Livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Living a fast-paced and risky lifestyle


Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Expressing sexual attraction towards the way the other person moves their body


Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm 'bout to pass out
Feeling overwhelming desire and arousal towards the other person


Wanna dig you and I can't even lie about it
Being honest about wanting to engage in sexual activity with the other person


Baby, just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it
Encouraging the other person to take off their clothes and engage in sexual activity


Catch you at a club, oh, shit you got me fiendin'
Seeing the other person at a club and feeling intense desire for them


Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
Feeling that the other person's body language is suggestive, but not fully understanding their intentions


Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Offering the other person an opportunity to engage in sexual activity together


Doin' eighty on the freeway, police, catch me if you can
Driving recklessly and taking risks, feeling untouchable by law enforcement


Forgive me, I'm a rider, still, I'm just a simple man
Apologizing for reckless behavior and claiming to be a simple person


All I want is money, fuck the fame, I'm a simple man
Preferring wealth over recognition or fame


Mr. International, player with the passport
Being well-traveled and having experience with different cultures and people


Just like Aladdin, bitch, get you anything you ask for
Comparing oneself to a Disney character who can grant wishes and provide material possessions


It's either him or me, champagne, Hennessy
Choosing between two people and enjoying luxury alcoholic beverages


A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies
Showing off wealth and luxury items to impress and intimidate one's enemies


Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need
Driving slowly and observing what a woman desires or wants


Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Smoking more marijuana and feeling relaxed


Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
Expressing sexual desire towards women after a long day


But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Feeling intense sexual attraction towards someone


Your body is bangin', baby, I love it when you flaunt it
Admiring the other person's physique and enjoying when they show it off


Time to give it to daddy, nigga, now tell me how you want it
Ready to engage in sexual activity and asking the other person how they would like it


Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Asking for consent to engage in sexual activity


Did you think I come to talk? Am I a fool or what?
Implying that they did not come to talk, but rather to engage in sexual activity


Positions on the floor, it's like erotic
Trying different sexual positions on the floor and finding it erotic


Ironic 'cause I'm somewhat psychotic
Finding humor in the fact that they have a tendency towards madness or irrationality


I'm hittin' switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Engaging in sexual activity with a lot of enthusiasm and intensity


Up and down like a roller coaster
Having sex like a roller coaster ride, with sudden highs and lows


I'm up inside ya, I ain't quittin' 'til the show is over
Having sex with intensity and not stopping until it is finished


'Cause I'ma rider in and out just like a robbery
Referring to oneself as a sexually skilled person, comparing it to a robbery


I'll probably be a freak and let you get on top of me
Willing to engage in different sexual positions and roles


Get her rockin' knees
Stimulating the other person's pleasure centers


Nights full of Alize, a livin' legend
Drinking Alize and feeling legendary


You ain't heard about, these niggas play these Cali days
Being part of a group of people in California who are known for their sexual activities


C. Delores Tucker, you's a motherfucker
Insulting C. Delores Tucker for not supporting them


Instead of tryin' to help a nigga, you destroy a brother
Feeling that C. Delores Tucker is harming them instead of helping them


Worse than the others, Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole
Comparing C. Delores Tucker to politicians known for their racism and lack of support for African Americans


You're too old to understand the way the game's told
Believing that C. Delores Tucker is too old to understand their lifestyle and the way things work


You're lame, so I gotta hit you with the hot facts
Insulting C. Delores Tucker and speaking truthfully about their situation


Once I'm released, I'm makin' millions, niggas top that
Believing that they will become rich and successful after being released from imprisonment


They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me in a cell
Feeling that they are being silenced and punished for their lifestyle and beliefs


Livin' in hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Believing that their lifestyle is dangerous and only a few will survive to tell the tale


Now everybody talkin 'bout us, I could give a fuck
Not caring about what others say or think about them


Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
Not understanding why people are shocked by their behavior and language


Nigga, tell me how you want it
Asking the other person how they want to engage in sexual activity


Raised as a youth, tell the truth, I got the scoop
Growing up and knowing the reality of life


On how to get a bulletproof, lickin' shots off on the roof
Knowing how to protect oneself and how to use firearms


Before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager
Having modern technology and communication devices at a young age


Gang rules, I'm livin' major, my adversaries
Being part of a gang and feeling powerful, while also having enemies


Is lookin' worried, they paranoid of gettin' buried
Feeling that their enemies are scared and paranoid of being killed


One of us gon' see the cemetery
Believing that either they or their enemies will end up dead


My only hope is survive, if I was to stay alive
Feeling that survival is their only goal if they want to live


Gettin' high, see the demons in my eyes before I die
Using drugs to cope with their situations and problems


I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
Aspiring to live a wealthy and fulfilling life


And then I'm chillin', fade 'em all
After achieving success, wanting to relax and forget their enemies


These taxes got me crossed up and people tryin' to sue me
Feeling overwhelmed by taxes and lawsuits


Media is in my business and they actin' like they know me
Feeling intruded upon by the media and the way they portray them


But I'mma mash out and peel out
Escaping from their problems and driving away quickly


I'm with a clique that's quick to whip that fuckin' steel out
Being part of a group that is quick to use weapons and violence


Yeah, nigga it's some new shit, so better get up on it
Referring to their lifestyle and behavior as being new and unique


When you see me, tell a nigga how you want it
Asking the other person to let them know how they want to engage in sexual activity


How do you want it?
Repeating the initial question about how the other person wants to engage in sexual activity


Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game (yeah, my nigga, Johnny J)
Acknowledging the challenges of growing up as a black man and giving a shout-out to Johnny J




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Bruce Fisher, Quincy D. Jones, Leon Ware, Stanley J. Richardson

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