Nuff' of the Ruff' Stuff'

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