Lyrics:

Gotta who?! Gotta have a what?!
Gotta what?! Yo, gotta get a ruffneck!

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 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

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, 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

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 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!

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!