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Tyrese - How Do You Want It (Situations) lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, I wanna know how you want it Can you tell me? We pulled up in a fifteen stretch limo Once we gettin' in the club, we gon' scout solo My boys say we gotta go upstairs About fifty situations, and you're not up there Teesha, Ranesha, Pamela, Renee I'm the king of the night, I'm 'bout to have it my way Girls lookin' good up in VIP Low key gold diggers tryna roll with me (I know) what we came here to do Give me the number, I'll holla later on if it's cool (And I know) what I wanna get into Baby girl, I wanna sample you Tell me how do you want it? How do you want it How do you feel If you do the thing right You could be one of my situations That's for real How do you want it How do you feel If you do things right You could be one of my situations That's for real I can't believe what I see Situation got a big bubble in them jeans I see you sippin' on Crissy, 'bout to get pissy Heading back to the hizzy with my izzy Girl I like the way you shake your hips I love it when you lick your lips Talking in my niggas cuz we sexy with cash Cuz a Bentley and a six is a thing of the past (I know) what we came here to do Give me the number, I'll holla later on if it's cool (And I know) looking kinda right tonight Then I'm hoping to get a hit tonight Tell me how do you want it? How do you want it How do you feel If you do things right You could be one of my situations That's for real How do you want it How do you feel If you do things right You could be one of my situations That's for real How do you want it How do you feel If you do the thing right You could be one of my situations That's for real How do you want it How do you feel If you do things right You could be one of my situations That's for real [Rap] Yo, mama, do you want it? Yo, mama you crucial Your body rankin', can you imagine what I'm thinkin' You been nominated cuz you such a situation Many situations you can get handcuffed and done drivin' Tied up and cut, garage hit, whatchu know about it Cuz you look scrumptious, something the mic with a touch Fly, I'll mess up your head a little Ma, you critical, way back Believe you broke your boy neck when you stepped in In them tight shorts, you made the games begin (It's all about ten) But wait, listen, it ain't like that Lil' mama you crucial and I'm just tryna get with that But nah, I was thinkin', we could least hook up and trade numbers And sexy lil' conversation with a nigga Lil' mama, you crucial and I do something to ya Let's connect and do what grownups like to do Don't fight it boo, cuz you too cute to act ugly You should at least try to hug me Or better yet love me You make the situation bubbly How do you want it How do you want it How do you feel If you do the thing right You could be one of my situations That's for real How do you want it How do you feel If you do the thing right You could be one of my situations That's for real Tell me how you want it Tell me if you need it If you want it, girl I got it We should get it started Tell me Hey, yeah How do you want it baby Tell me, tell me, tell me |
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