Ruffneck lyrics

Artist  : Mc Lyte 
Song : Ruffneck



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(chorus)(x3)
Gotta what yo
Gotta get a
ruffneck

(verse one)
I need a
ruffneck
I need a dude with attitude
Who
only needs his fingers with his food
Karl Kani
saggin' timbos draggin'
Frontin' in his ride
with his home boys braggin'
Lying 'bout the
Lyte how he knocked boots last night
But he's
a ruffneck so that's alright
Triple o baldie
under the hood
Makin' noise with the boys up
to no good
C low on the down low cops come
around so ruffneck front like he gotta go
Evil
grin with a mouth full of gold teeth
Startin'
beef is how he spells relief
Actin' like he
don't care
When all I gotta do is beep him 911
and he'll be there
Right by my side with his
ruffneck tactics
Ruffneck attitude,the
ruffneck bastard

(chorus)
(x6)

(verse two)
I need a ruffneck
I
need a man that's quick and swift
To put out
the spliff and get stiff
Boxer shorts and
everything is fitting large
But he don't gotta
be large to be in charge
Pumpin' in and out and
out and in and here we go
He knows exactly how
I want my flow and that's slow
Never
questioning can he get buck wild
He's got
smack it,lick it,swallow it up style
Drinkin'
a beer ,sittin' his chair
Hands in his pants
fiddlin' with his dick hairs
He's a rudeboy,a
raggamuf
Ready to bag another brother that he
ranks ruff enough
'Cause if it ain't ruff it
ain't right
And if he ain't ruff,well then
he's all wrong for the Lyte
I love my ruffneck
and ain't nothing going down
Or going up if my
ruffneck ain't in town

(chorus)
(x6)

(verse three)
I need a
ruffneck
I need a man that don't stitch like a
bitch
She'd tears or switch
Doin' whatever
it takes to make ends meet
But never meetin'
the end 'cause he knows the street
Eat sleep
shit fuck,eat sleep shit
Then it's back to the
streets to make a buck quick
Quick to beg even
though gimme gottem here
Hit'em wit a bit a
skins then he's out of there
On the avenue
girls are passin' thru
Too much of ruffneck so
they ain't havin' you
Hard boppin' always
grabbin' his jock and braggin' about his
tec
That's the rep he'll pull the plug on the
tour
Pissin' in corners
Doing 80 by funeral
mourners
Showing little respect
Now that's a
ruffneck

(chorus) (x18)