Scruff Lyrics

Oh I Think They Like Me (FlipStyle Mix)

Oh I Think They Like Me ‘cause the way I spit it right B/
Fresh Look, Rocawear jeans with the White Tee/
Yankee fitted on with the crisp clean Nikes/
FlipStyle Chain glowing shining so brightly/
Y’all getting hate I’m gettin’ liked, Niggas better get it right/
Y’all hear Soze & Steel with FlipStyle-y’all gettin’ hyped/
Mess around with Gunz & anybody could lose their life/
Toya D. who knew the mami could even write/
I’m successful you try to do it I done-done it/
Y’all running like Randy Moss but like Chris Brown I run it/
No drug money but I’m making fifth pound dough/
Y’all don’t come close ‘cause I’m a FlipStyle Pro-Ho!

Just A Little (Snippet)

I wanna give it to you in a way you won’t regret/
I wanna make you nice & wet, & make you sweat/
I’m tryna give a couple licks-even mo’ get a blow/
Lick from head to toe, nice & slow/
Have you moan in my ear wit’ cha voice real low/
Let chu put it on my body baby-nice real slow/
In the back of a cab, or on the desk in the classroom/
Table in the kitchen or the shower in the bathroom/
I want cha hands on my abs leave mine on your thighs/
Carress your hips & leave your lips pressed against mine/
Let the tips of my fingers run along your spine/
Have our tounges taste & let our waists thrust & grind/
I’m tryna hit cha really mean, pump inbetween/
Hit cha from behind & leave ur spine on the lean/
Let my fingers touch your moistness, lemme feel your sticky/
While you suck on my neck ma, & leave me wit hickys/

Just lemme hit it from the back, lemme hit it from the front/
Lemme hit it from the middle, taste just a little/
Lemme hit it from the top, lemme hit it underneath/
Lemme hit from the middle, taste just a little/
I’m tryna hit it in the mornin’-tryna hit it in the nite/
Tryna hit it in the middle, taste just a little/
Lemme give it to you quick, lemme give it to you right/
Lemme hit it in the middle, taste just a little/

I Still Love Her

I had some lovers cheat on me some others I almost got burned from/
But this lover that I’m with all my ex’s can learn from/
I heard around about this shorty after hearin’ dudes talk/
Born In Africa but made her rise in Bronx, New York/
I thought she was a hoe becuz I heard around from many other faces/
That they were bumpin’ hard in rooms & many other places/
Both Men & Women, both sex from all races/
She was wit’ them @ the Parks, Parties & Club Stages/
I didn’t sweat it tho I let them thoughts slip my mind/
It was her life & if she’d slip then she would slip in time/
I heard that if you want her then you’d need some beautiful lines/
And then I met her, she wasn’t like them usual dimes/
She was a gorgeous one, I saw her as a legend in the makin’/
But then, I realized her heart was already taken/
She been wit’ Rakim, & still seein’ Pun Pac & Big/
And tho they all had her heart she had lots to give/
Chris introduced us they spoke while I just listened/
She was in the room but physicals wasn’t within my vision/
After meetin’ her I went straight to the kitchen/
Poundin’ my fist on the table to a rhythm & started spittin’/
Got the hang of that then next came my writtens/
3 lyrics I had finished shortly after beginnin’/
Me & her met up again @ a party where all the DJ’s was spinnin’/
Scratchin’ records & rappers  were freestyling & spitting/
Rippin’ & Dissin’ & gettin’ the whole crowd hyped/
No thuggin’ & crippin it’s all just livin’ our life/
No trippin’, this mami was the center of attention/
No gang signs or fights were bein’ mentioned/
That was back then though, this is now/
Lil’ mami on the go, check the way that we switched her style/
It’s kinda wierd how her image changed/
No matter what I still love her & always will cuz “Hip Hop” is her name/

No Need (Preview To: My Life Is F.A.B.)

(Hook)
Ain’t No Need for you to come into my life now/
You wasn’t there when I needed you, as a child/
I use to sit & wonder why the hell did you leave/
But now I’m grown & opportunity is here but ain’t no need/
 
Taya, Quana, Mickey, those three are my sisters/
That’s from the oldest to the youngest, & I’m the only mister/
My mom, she finally decided to leave the Bronx /
I only drunk once & I never smoked a Blunt/
I went from New York to Franklin & then I moved back/
Once more to Franklin & now I make tracks/
I don’t make stacks but I stack enough/
Only my girl calls me Allen, people call me Scruff/
I never needed drugs in my life as I can recall/
I never, ever been in trouble with the law/
I was jumped many times, 1 fractured jaw/
The past 8 years, I never thought about you at all/
No guns ever shot, not one even held/
I met my first love & dated starting at the age of 12/
But now my true love she wit’ me that story is crazy/
That’s my lady we keeping busy & now we’re raising our baby (girl)/

Game Time (Preview To: My Life Is F.A.B.)

Scruff is back in the booth so you know that it’s game time/
It’s been tough & I ain’t saying that because my name rhyme/
I say It’s tough because it’s simply the truth/
Me going back to my habits such as ripping the booth/
I had to sell about a thousand then say hi to the fans/
Split half the earn wit’ Flip then show the rest to my mans/
Damn the Bronx man is back at it again/
Took a trip to Bean Town to cop the beat from my man/
The cost, that’s not the business it’s simply irrelevant/
And why I do this it’s only for the hell of it/
Quit rap why would I go through the trouble/
Of making money another way when Flip is paying me double/
I murdered emcees & you can get it next man/
My flow is so abnormal you’d think I was an X-Man/
Checks is large when I try to cash it my checks jam/
And this is what you get wit’ a track of Scruff & X-Jamz/

(Hook 2x)
Hands in the air, Scruff’s in your ear/
It’s Game Time so cheer if you like what you hear/
Yea, it’s Scruff man & X-Jamz/
Bean town collabo wit’ the BX-Man/

Bring It Back (Preview To: My Life Is F.A.B.)

The words I’m spitting ain’t murder it’s kill yo my lyrics are real/
Every bar I’m spitting I’m spitting so critics can feel/
As if my bars are 10 times more important than their jobs-
That’s why I’m here in this game to take charge/
The game done changed that’s ‘cause of the players/
With their tactics to water down Hip Hop from the flavor/
Not til’ later was it when our music had haters/
Who hated women being degraded for paper/
What happened to the freestyles in the park/
Now the playground is a gang gathering when it’s dark/
It’s violent on the radio-all they speak about is the streets/
Everyday is a new beef & we recycling beats/
Where’s the peace, Rappers now a days are holding the piece/
But not the peace as in unity but which the bullets release/
Artists speak about nada & still collecting them fees/
But Hip Hop is back & I’m gon’ bring it back to the streets/

Best Of Me (Snippet)

(Hook)
I have my friends upsetting me, my moms is stressing me/
While the Lord is blessing me, he’s leaving the rest to me/
My girl is testing me while other girls are sweating me/
I wanna just let it be but this music’s my destiny/
While this girl’s caressing me, others think they’re less than me/
Haters always step to me, but I don’t sweat it see/
I keep my head up G, you can all keep testing me/
I’m not gonna let it be, you won’t get the best of me/

I swear to God neither my friends my enemies or my mom/
Will get the best of me whether I’m the hated loved or son/
I’ve come a long way for me to be put down & pushed around/
Shot & laughed at as if I was a pussy clown/
The more I write, the better I get/
The more I write, the better I spit/
It sort of fits all into the same book or pad/
I stop & think, look back on my life, & then I laugh/
12 years I been lied to & been on my own the other five/
And recall how all my close ones been fooling with my mind/
And in time, I hope to succeed as I grow older/
And as I do I hope within’ each step I grow bolder/
Outside is mayhem inside is even more hectic/
With my mom hollering & screaming but I try not to stress it/
My mom is someone I can talk to but can’t really mess with/
This is why I just write in my pad & I just let it be/

Social Change (Snippet)

(Hook)
Things done changed, since I came & started my game/
Dames from a lane with a man remembering my name/
My peeps ready to bail when i’m starting reign/
Was it suppose to change-why all this Social Change/

I went from Allen to Bronx, last name to Scruff/
Gangsta from punk & champ up from chump/
Constantly bagging bitches-before I was getting dumped/
Never was I the party but who’s keeping it crunk/
Now I’m the man on the top, out calling the shots/
Getting pounds from every dude that catches me in the lot/
And kisses from every chick that wants to bone on the spot/
Give me a quick fuck or a quick suck just to tell the block/
It’s a lot, especially when your girl’s starting to notice/
Fans is coming to you, & fucking up your focus/
And my fam who is suppose to be stuck with me/
They either avoiding my calls, or they’re answering with envy/
Acting stingy & crazy how am I getting played “B”/
And my closest friends now they all acting shady/
Who would’ve knew this was suppose to change/
Never did I ever expect any of this social change/
People say that I’m the blame when really i’m not/
‘Cause i’m the same dude just like before I became hott/
Before my lyrics caught up with my talent & I had to stop/
Playing games running names & chilling out in front of spots/
I’m still the same nigga you can count on, in your days of need/
And because I rhyme doesn’t mean I blaze the weed/
I’m still young Scruff the dude that y’all pay to see/
The only difference is FlipStyle is paying me!!!

Stay Up (Snippet)

(Yea, we need a lot more positivity in our society.  I’ma tell you why, tell you what I see wrong, what I see through my eyes, Check it y’all.  Heh, we need you Lord.  So I’ma send you my praise right now, tell you how you should help us.)

Now I promise myself to stay positive, not let this negative get me/
Not let this evil get me nor for my emotions to rip/
I’m not gon’ let the hustlers cap me nor the weak to outlast me/
And the pigs blue with their badges showing harrass me/
My girl she’s riding me, my friends all lie to me/
And tell me why only low paying jobs wanna hire me/
Now don’t switch the track ’cause I ain’t giving my biography/
I’m just spitting a little something of what I see in our society/
These fake thugs & street gangs keep with trying me/
While my teachers & close ones keep with applying me/
We high flying while the poor is crying/
And the innocent is guilty & those guilty are lying/
Lord, please show me the way quickly out of this jungle/
As I watch people kill others for nothing in this life of hustle
And I struggle to keep standing instead of letting my knees buckle/
While friends turn & fuck you while the devil watches & chuckles/

Run It (FlipStyle Mix)

What the deal ma show me how you do it/
The way you move it makes a brother really wanna lose it/
Put my hands on your side & just move it/
And later my hands other things & moving with no music/
I’ll be your beamer ma you can be my hott porsche/
While we cruising down the road bumping to that Scott Storch/
I’ve done hits & run this, this is how I get down/
Young Scruff from FlipStyle on the track with Chris, Chris Brown/

Ok little mami wanna push that/
I’m behind you so it’s ok to push back/
You wanna move with Scruff then girl sit tight/
Cause from the way you moving I’m about to go ahead & get right/
C Brown & Bronx Child show you how to get hyped/
It don’t matter your color as long as your hips right/
Move that body body, show me what cha hips like/
I like the way you do that how you lick your lips like/
You wanna do more than get it on the dance floor/
Verse ain’t done girl so we gotta dance more/
I’m right here ma so what chu need your mans for/
Keep it like that & you gon’ make the inside of my pants soar/
The way you move in them jeans the way you work in them jeans/
I gotta say I really like the way you working them jeans/
You do doing it girl I done done it/
The Bronx Child is here lemme show you how we run it/

Sprung (FlipStyle Mix)

The way she stands look like she’s posing/
Hair always did bodied down in lotion/
Her beauty’s obvious it keeps my mouth from closing/
And every time she passes my eyes are open/
Her body looking like she just did a workout man/
Looking like a chick from that Kanye Workout Plan/
The moment she smiled I knew I was done/
And since the day I made her mine I’ve been happily Sprung/
 
Since I’ve been with this mami things been kinda different/
‘Cause when them other broads would speak I wouldn’t listen/
But with this lady right here I do/
And I wouldn’t be surprised if those words I repeat in a few/
All these situations going on is new/
She got me staying home @ night instead of chilling out with the crew/
I ain’t thinking ’bout no girls only the one on my arm/
She found my other side not the thug in me but the charm/
Is it wrong, that I’m thinking bout her all week long/
I write her songs & I think that I’m catching feelings kinda strong/
I’m holding pillows when I’m in the crib & baby is gone/
And no more do I lie cause my word is my bond/
She even got her own key to the crib/
Got me thinking bout settling & having a kid/
Got her name everywhere from tattoo to keychain/
Now I know what it’s like that’s why I’m feeling T’s pain/

All Because Of You (FlipStyle Mix)

I’ve been goin’ thru my changes & I know it’s hard to deal wit’/
But of all the girl i’ve been wit’ you’re the only I been real wit’/
Damn, out of all the times you leavin’ me stressed/
You still the best that i’ve dated no doubt far from the rest/
Since we been datin’ you’re the only that I been wit’/
And I glory our love just as I gloried our friendship/
Not to be concieted but chu’ll never meet another quite like me/
And we ’bout to evolve for starters from girlfriend to wifey/

I went from chillin wit my boys to now takin’ you to movies/
From datin’ numerous girls to just stickin’ wit’ one cutie/
I know I complain that chu always up in my face/
But I’m missin’ you every minute when you give me my space/
All them numbers before that I kept I happily burned/
And when them broads walk past me my neck no longer happily turns/
You’re my Queen of Hearts-in your deck-i’m your Ace of Spades/
You’re the Sugar in my coffee & on my donut you’re my glaze/
I sit & think about the things that we been through/
And tryna see me in the right state if I didn’t have you/
I can’t see it, the thought of my love dodgin’ you/
That right there is unrealistic it’s practically impossible/
I went from bein’ a bachelor to bein’ fully commited/
And I Love you & I’m quick to tell the world in a minute/
I Love the way we are because of your Do’s/
And I’m makin’ the right switch “All Because Of You” Boo/