Lyrics:

(chorus 2x) how do you want it how did you feel coming up as a nigga in tha cash game livin' in the fast lane I'm for real I love tha way you agrivate your hips and push your ass out got a nigga wantin' 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 to fly up out it catch you at a club oh shit you got me beamin' bout it talkin shit to me but i can't comprehend the meaning now if you wanna roll with me then here's ya chance doin' 80 on the freeway police catch me if they can forgive me i'm a rida' still I'm just a simple man all I want is money fuck the fame I'm a simple man Mr. International, player with a passport just like Alladin bitch, get you anything you ask for it's either him or me champagne, henessey, faithful to 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' 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 (repeat chorus 2x) 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 some what psychotic i'm hittin' switches on bitches like I got been fixed with hydraulics up and down like a roller coaster I'm up inside ya I ain't quittin' till the show is over cause I'm a rida, in and out just like a robbery I'll probably be a freak and let you get on