How Ya Want It We Got It (Native Tongues Remix) Jungle Brothers (Ft. De La Soul & Q-Tip)

[Chorus]
How ya want it, we got it (Oh, yeah)
How ya want it, we got it (Oh, yeah)
How ya want it, we got it (Oh, yeah)
How ya want it, we got it (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Trugoy the Dove]
Hey Mr. Afrika (What?) This joint is headed
Man I'm glad that beef is debted
I jolt the bullet quick out of the fifty-one six
To hear my Sammy on the mix (Aight)
We flipped the belt, I felt the rubber burnin'
See I was yearnin' for the moment
Man opponents couldn't stop me
When I first heard AC/DC I had to get a copy
Now I'm swole, who try to patrol my family
Your fantasy back in the day was to be native
But now your shit's sedated
I bring the doctor, I'm here for the remedy
But some pretend to be a bit seditty
Your atittude is shitty, I'm getting downright grimy and grity
Introducin' to the scene is Mike Giggy

[Verse 2: Mike G]
Yo, we sling the raw through the airwaves, we make you wanna misbehave
We gotcha hooked like the rhythm and the slaves
So catch a phase of the craze, noddin' heads for days
He's acting stingy with the level and he spreads in many ways
So if you want to test the effervesce
Come along and be my guest