[Verse 1]
I love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a n***a wanting it so bad, I'm about to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby, just alleviate your clothes, time da fly up out it
Catch you at a club, oh shit, you got me fiending
Body talking shit da me, but I can't comprehend the meaning
Now, if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Doing 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 chu anything you ask for
It's either him or me: the 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, you don't need
Approaching hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is banging, baby, I love it when you flaunt it
Time da give it to Daddy, n***a, now, tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)

[Chorus]
How you want it?
Me and my n***a Johnny J, yeah, we out
[Verse 2]
Tell me, is it cool da fuck?
Did cha think I come da talk? Am I a fool or what?
Positions on the floor, it's like erotic
Ironic, 'cause I'm somewhat psychotic
I'm hitting switches on bitches
Like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster
I'm up inside ya, I ain't quitting 'til the show is over
'Cause I'm a rider, in and out just like a robbery
I'll probably be a freak and let cha get on top of me
Get to rocking these, nights full of Alizé (Alizé)
A living legend you ain't heard about
These n***as play these Cali days
C. Delores Tucker, you's a motherfucker
Instead of trying da help a n***a, you destroy a brother
Worse than the others: Bill Clinton, Mister Bob Dole
You're too old to understand the way the game's told
You're lame, so I gotta hit cha with the hot facts
Once I'm released, I'm making millions, n***as, top that
They wanna censor me: they'd rather see me in a cell
Living in Hell, only a few of us'll live to tell
Now, everybody talking 'bout us, I could give a fuck
Like we the first ones to bomb and cuss
N***a, tell me how you want it
[Verse 3]
Raised as a youth, tell the truth
I got the scoop on how to get a bulletproof
Licking shots off from the roof
Before I was a teenager, mobile phone, Skypager
Game rules, I'm living major
My adversaries is looking worried
They paranoid of getting buried
One of us gon' see the cemetery
My only hope da survive if I wish to stay alive
Getting 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 chilling, fade 'em all
These taxes got me crossed up and people trying da sue me
Media is in my business, and they acting like they know me (Haha)
But I'ma mash out and peel out
I'm with a clique that's quick da whip that fucking steel out
Yeah, n***a, it's some new shit, so, better get up on it
When you see me, tell a n***a how you want it
How do you want it?