| I need a ruffneck
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| I need a dude with a attitude
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| Only needs his fingers with his food
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| Karl Kani saggin', timbos draggin'
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| Frontin' in his ride with his home boys braggin'
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| Lying 'bout the Lyte how he knocked boots last night
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| But he’s a ruffneck, so that’s alright
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| Triple o baldie under the hood
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| Makin' noise with the boys, up to no good
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| C-low on the down low
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| Cops come around so ruffneck front like he gotta go
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| Evil grin with a mouth full of gold teeth
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| Startin' beef is how he spells relief
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| Actin' like he don’t care
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| But all I gotta do is beep him 911 and he’ll be there
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| Right by my side with his ruffneck tactics
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| Ruffneck attitude, the ruffneck bastard
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| Gotta what? |
| Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
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| Gotta what? |
| Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
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| Gotta what? |
| Yo, gotta get a ruffneck
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| I need it and I want it so I gotta get a ruffneck!
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| I need a ruffneck
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| I need a man that’s quick and swift
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| To put out the spliff and get stiff
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| Boxer shorts, everything is fitting large
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| But he don’t gotta be large to be in charge
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| Pumpin' in and out and out and in and here we go
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| He knows exactly how I want my flow and that’s slow
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| Never questioning can he get buck wild
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| He’s gotta smack it, lick it, swallow it up style
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| Drink a beer, sittin' his chair
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| Hands in his pants, fiddlin' with his dick hairs
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| He’s a rudeboy, a raggamuf'
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| Ready to bag another brother that he ranks not ruff enough
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| Cause if it ain’t ruff it ain’t right
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| And if he ain’t ruff, well then he’s all wrong for the Lyte
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| I love my ruffneck and ain’t nothing going down
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| Or going up if my ruffneck ain’t in town
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| I need a ruffneck
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| I need a man that don’t snitch like a bitch
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| Shed tears or switch
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| Doin' whatever it takes to make ends meet
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| But never meetin' the end cause he knows the street
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| He eat, sleep, shit, fuck, eat, sleep, shit
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| Then it’s back to the streets to make a buck quick
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| Quick to beg even though gimme gottem here
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| Hit’em wit a bit a skins then he’s out of there
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| On the avenue girls are passin' thru
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| Too much of ruffneck so they ain’t havin' you
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| Hard boppin' always grabbin' his jock and braggin' about his tec
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| Is the wannabe ruffneck
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| That’s the kind you gotta watch out for
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| Just to get a rep he’ll pull the plug on the tour
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| Pissin' in corners, doing 80 by funeral mourners
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| Showing little respect, now that’s a ruffneck! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ruffneck , by - MC Lyte. Song from the album The Very Best Of MC Lyte, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп