Ruffneck - MC Lyte

I need a ruffneck

I need a dude with a attitude

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

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

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!

I need a ruffneck

I need a man that’s quick and swift

To put out the spliff and get stiff

Boxer shorts, 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 gotta smack it, lick it, swallow it up style

Drink 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 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 nothing going down

Or going up if my ruffneck ain’t in town

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 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

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

Showing little respect, now that’s a ruffneck!