Ruffneck

Lyrics

[Intro] Gotta who?! Gotta have a what?! Gotta what?! Yo, gotta get a ruffneck! [Verse 1] I need a ruffneck, I need a dude with a attitude Only needs his fingers with his food Karl Kani saggin', Timbo's draggin' Frontin' in his ride with his homeboys braggin' Lyin' 'bout the Lyte, how he knocked boots last night But he's a ruffneck, so that's a'ight! 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 But 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] Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! I need it and I want it, so I gotta get a ruffneck! [Verse 2] I need a ruffneck, I need a man that's quick and swift To put out the spliff and get stiff Boxer shorts, everythin' is fittin' 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 questionin' can he get buck wild He's got a 'smack it, lick it, swallow it up' style Drink a beer, sittin' in his chair Hands in his pants, fiddlin' with his dick hairs He's a rudeboy, a raggamuff' Ready to bag another brother that he ranks not 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 nothin' goin' down Or goin' up if my ruffneck ain't in town [Chorus] Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! I need it and I want it, so I gotta get a ruffneck! [Verse 3] I need a ruffneck, I need a man that don't snitch Like a bitch, shed tears or switch Doin' whatever it takes to make ends meet But never meetin' the end 'cause he knows the street He 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 got 'em here Hit 'em with a bit of skins, then he's outta there On the avenue, girls are passin' through Too much a ruffneck so they ain't havin' you Hard boppin', always grabbin' his jock And braggin' about his TEC is the wannabe ruffneck That's the kind you gotta watch out for Just to get a rep, he'll pull the plug on the tour Pissin' in corners, doing 80 by funeral mourners Showin' little respect, now that's a ruffneck! [Chorus] Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! Gotta what?! Yo! Gotta get a ruffneck! I need it and I want it, so I gotta get a ruffneck!