Get funky with it
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[VERSE 1]
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I told you before: you burn when you play with fire
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So take off your hats, matter of fact hail the new Sire
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You're hungry as hell, so I'm cookin up the chowder
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It's laced with ingredients, gon' come on like gunpowder
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Pom-pom! lick a shot, then I got to order
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I'm runnin for the border for causin disorder
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Pom-pom! lick a shot, got on my defenses
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I'm runnin for the fences, of course I'm relentless
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The particular name of this queen is Latifah
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I've often been classified as a feminine teacher
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Collectively capture the heart of a nation
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Love my culture and show appreciation
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You're lookin for the black influ'?
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I do want too give it to you
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What are you mad?
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Give me some of what you had!
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You can huff-huff, puff-puff and bluff-bluff
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But I got nuff of the ruff stuff
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(Ruff and tuff)
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(And all that stuff)
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[VERSE 2]
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Now nuff of the ruff stuff, that's what I do, and I do it well
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The proof is in the puddin, I show and prove, not show and tell
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Talk tales, you get caught up in a crossfire
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Buckshot must be what you want and desire
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I write concepts, I don't be frontin or be buggin
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I solely write the rhymes for the beats that you be lovin
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It's a love thang, the Queen doin her thang
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If I was a liquid, you would drink me like Tanq'
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You think I'm kickin things that I myself don't even heed?
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I rap not for the love of music, but for greed?
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"Latifah's booty, yo, she could never succeed"
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Shiiit...
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You watch me do it and boom it, the Flavor Unit will snap necks
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You a-fi listen a likkle, you fi go buy the cassette
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You're starvin, cause you ain't had enough
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That's right, nuff of the ruff stuff
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(Ruff and tuff)
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(And all that stuff)
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[VERSE 3]
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You talk about flavor...
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I got enough flavor to make a grapefruit sweet
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Get old ladies jumpin out of their seats
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Change a peach to a pear to a plum with a little sun 'n rays
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I got flavor for days
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Now I'm the type that the fellas call a honey, and
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From me you know you get a worth for your money, and
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This is no meaningless attack, I gave you a chance
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Matter of fact, yo, I ordered them to 'dance
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For me', they tried to turn me 'inside out'
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They felt the 'wrath of my madness', I let them 'come into my house'
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It's called 'latifah's law', for the criminal to curse
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And all the gentlemen know its rule: 'ladies first'
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Not the typical female that tends to
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Fall vitim to the 'evil that men do'
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Small puff, I call your bluff
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I'm not mad, I just had enuff of the ruff stuff
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(Ruff and tuff)
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(And all that stuff)
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Everybody know Latifah love positivity
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Now positivity erase negativity
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Mi comin inna di dance [?]
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Me rollin with the Flavor Unit posse
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As a black woman mi want equality
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Equality, and di freedom to be me
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Mi have a mother Rita, only call her Mommy
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Likkle brother and sister, Angelo and Kelly
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A brother in them laws, but mi call him Winki
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Lost mi daddy and [?] family
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[?] black country
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Believe in one God, one tribe, one destiny
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Cease!
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Nuff Of The Ruff' Stuff'
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| Queen Latifah |
