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from 2Pac 2집 - Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z... (1993)
Aw yeah, I get around
Still clown with the Underground, when we come around Stronger than ever (Tupac) Back to get wreck All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly And I don't know why, your girl keeps paging me She tell me that she needs me, cries when she leaves me And every time she sees me, she squeeze me, lady take it easy! Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy Ayo bust it, baby got a problem saying bye bye Just another hazard of a fly guy You ask why, don't matter, my pockets got fatter Now everybody's looking for the latter And ain't no need in being greedy If you wanna see me dial the beeper number baby when you need me And I'll be there in a jiffy Don't be picky, just be happy with this quickie But when you learn, you can't tie me down Baby doll, check it out, I get around What you mean you don't know? I get around The Underground just don't stop for hoes, I get around Still down with the Underground, I get around Yeah, ayo Shock, let them hoes know (Shock G) Now you can tell from my everday fits, I ain't rich So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks) I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix) Trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents (A dime and a nickel) Just cause I'm a freak don't mean that we could hit the sheets Baby I can see, that you don't recognize me I'm Shock G, the one who put the satin on your panties Never knew a hooker that could share me, I get around (Money B) What's up love, how you doing? (All right) Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang Oh, you heard that I was banging Your home girl you went to school with, that's cool But did she tell you about her sister and your cousin? Thought I wasn't See, weekends were made for Michelob But it's a Monday, my day, so just let me hit it, yo And don't mistake my statement for a clown We can keep in the down low long as you know, that I get around (Tupac) 2Pacalypse now don't stop for hoes, I get around Why I ain't call you? Ha ha, please Finger tips on the hips as I dip, gotta get a tight grip, don't slip Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn Now we all alone, why the lights on? Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft Something's on your mind, let it off You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me? It's a lot of real G's doing time Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly You need to hit the door, search for a new guy Cause I only got one night in town Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down? I get around (Shock G) Round and round, round we go (Repeat 8x) |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
Squeeze, release, in and out, hold, let go, rise, come down
Let the wet sensuality embrace your reality Moonstones drip slip bout it bout it see Continuously we be gettin' freaky Rose petals cham-pag-nee come and see me Positions run fluid honey ribbons create a quiver shiversdelivers Ooh wee sweet haromony synchronicity the simplicity Seven day kisses slide in you and me me me [Slide you and me yeah] You messin' up my mind in the right way I'm ready to play and lay with you Been savin' all my love for a lotta days I'm ready to spend what I saved on you [Saved on you] I wanna do it outside [I wanna go outside] I wanna do it in the rain [Let's do it in the rain] I wanna do it outside [I wanna do it outside] I wanna do it in the rain [Baby let's get wet in the rain] Don't know if rain drops or lust swellin' in my eyes Want to stroke you and soak you but not just between your thighs Your hips plus the way roll grips gets me swervin' Job site visit exquisite lunch time excursions Kitty cats purrin' wet lips get near then...[Boo Yaaw] Skin parts start disappearin' Earlobes get chewed up Hennessy poured in two cups Downtown is looking delicious audio schooled up Let's heat the mood up say what's on your mind When bones grind, lips to ??? sippin on wine Rhythmic tussles but not the struggle Ever juggle raindrops strawberry snuggles? Do what you want to Let's take it outdoors with out your There's no one without beds without floors Plays our body softly like piano keys Together explore, makin' the stormy breeze I wanna do it outside [I wanna go outside] I wanna do it in the rain [Do it in the rain] I wanna do it outside I wanna do it in the rain Erotic beads of rolling water tricklin' And ticklin' swarms of moonlight kisses Hips and thighs aligned in perfect nines and soft wet sixes Wine and candy rain drop hor's devoures To be dined from deep within your curves We merge devinely on liquid missions Climbing grinding finding climax with each position Naked skin chills hair filled with rain Caressing erect body tips next to me It's ectasy when we play Easing winds bring mounds of lust whisper three words we love to say Dripping black laces, hidden places Manicured hands around joysticks of passion Splashing seeds of new beginning swimming on naked skin Or trapped within thin lambskin walls Windchimes and bells, erotic smells Breath becomes deep, desire swells, desire swells You messin' up my mind in the right way I wanna play and lay with you Been savin' all my love for right one, I wanna spend it on you I wanna do it outside [I wanna do itoutside] I wanna do it in the rain [Girl let me do it to you baby] I wanna do it outside. [Let's go out and get busy in the rain] I wanna do it in the rain Squeeze, release, in and out, hold, let go, rise, come down Squeeze, release, in and out, hold, let go, rise, come down |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
All that's cool but, yo, what's up with me and you?
[Chorus x2] See the blind mice? We the blind mice Trying to get in where we fit in Doing anything to be down Two hundred million blind mice Running through this town [Shock-G] Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man Wears a gold Rolex and put a diamond on your hand [Money B] The Itsy-Bitsy Spider was a whoridah Said he met the judge's daughter and went up inside her [Shock-G] House, there's a Mouse who Runs Around the Clock snitching Who he hitting, I think he hit it raw cause he be itching [Money B] Shimmy, Shimmy Cocoa Pop, the glock went pop Tell me, tell me who shooting and who got shot [Malia] Ring Around the Rosie, a pocket full of blow Everybody know the hop got you moving slow [Humpty-Hump] Pinocchio says ignore my nose, you can trust him I saw Bill in the back of Capitol Hill with Lil' Miss Muffin [Shock-G] Little Boys in Blue and Red Riding in the Hood Heard the Big Bad Wolf said he never used the n-word He huffs and puffs, he'll snuff you in an alley But the Three Little Pigs scurry back to Simi Valley [Money B] Goldilocks went to cop some little boy brown Should've stuck with the snow cause the brown cut her down [Humpty-Hump] The Itsy-Bitsy Spider at the National Enquirer Said the mayor told Niola to bend over or he'll fire her [Shock-G] The freaky Old Lady In The Shoe downtown Is a brown sugar mommy, wants to pay to lick me down [Humpty-Hump] The Big Bad lady Wolf said that she knew me She huffed and she puffed and she .. mmmmm! [Shock-G] Three grinding mice Trying to make a life called three strikes The rat got three to five, two got life Those Three Blind Mice [Humpty-Hump] Now, Tom Thumb jumped up and said "I got one, David Duke and Farrakhan riding side-by-side on the top gun" [Shock-G] Hickory Dickory Dock, each day I hear a new shock The Cat in the Hat told me he be seeing Tupac [Rashida] Cinderella told me you was paid, if it's all true Simon Says you can grab the hat, sink and fall through [Black Ty] "Somebody's sleeping in my bed, getting my head Now his broad is on the stroll getting my bread" [Humpty-Hump] And Humpty Dumpty leaning against the wall Couldn't figure out the meaning of it all.. What's the meaning, what's the meaning of life [Shock-G] Little Bo Peep is weeping, I hate to see you cry Sometimes guys lie when your thighs are above you Mother May I say you denied the evidence The frog was only a prince when he loved you [Money B] Virgin Mary Poppins popping game, said she never had sex Now she's popping X, talking about "who's next?" [Clee] Scooby went to scoop another scooby sack from Shaggy Scooby will do anything: hops, weed or cavi [Humpty-Hump] Old Mother Hubbard's got a cupboard full of lotto tickets A fat stack from way back cause she's pack rat [Shock-G] Mother Goose hit me on the cell phone, said granny Got her healthcare pulled, had to move to Miami [Money B] Poppa Bear got no time for Baby Bear Can't stop to feel the breeze in the race for the cheese [Clee] Peter Pan's in the White House dealing Keeping the money out my hands, making me out to be the villain [Humpty-Hump] Humpty Dumpty looking at the moon, leaning on the wall Still couldn't figure out the meaning of it all.. [Chorus x2] [Shock-G] Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I be your man? My cash flow's low but bro's got the master plan [Humpty-Hump] Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I be your lover I'm wealthy in the mind and I'm healthy under covers [Rashida] Papa Bear, Papa Bear, to put it modestly I like diamonds & pearls but I'll settle for some honesty [Money B (Shock-G)] Patty Cake, Patty Cake, can I hit your soda I'm thirsty and I'm out (Yo, this nursery rhyme's over) |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
Yeah.. aiyyo Kris, tell em whassup though
[KRS-One] Yo.. yo, yo! One two! Coming atcha live and direct! (That's right) Digital Underground kid, you know whassup, hah [Shock G] Aiyyo Kris is chillin, Shock G's chillin What more can we say, about the villains? The real killers chillin in the White I mean the Not Right House, want me to be they lab white mouse The smile of seedy greedies, deprivin the needy, breakin treaties Overseas whylin while they profilin on the TV's Some of em cool though, see I like that nigga Bill Hittin everything in town, and he got that smile down Now let's break down the meaning of a smile Is it happiness and blissfulness? Well let's go down the list You got the "Real Deal For Real Real" smile You got the "Phony They Don't Know Me Let Me Have My Feel" smile The "Dumb Embarrased" smile The "Oooh She Look Delicious Sure That Girl Is Lavish" smile Then you got the "Shake Your Head, Naah Black, That Shit Was Wack" smile The "Across The Bar, Yeah It's Cool, We Can Hit The Sack" smile The "Crack" smile, the "Caught In The Act" smile The "Over My Shoulder Caught You Scheamin On Me Delayed React" smile The smile you're really glad to see, when it comes round The spot's hot, they got you boxed in, it's bout to go down You glance back, your man who packs that, once in a while gives you the "Oh I'm Strapped, Do Your Thing, Baby I Got Your Back" smile [KRS-One] Smi-ling fa-ces, some-times Pre-tend, to be your friend Smi-ling fa-ces, show no tra-ces of the evil, that lurks within Whaddya think I joke? (Nope) Whaddya think I sniff coke? (Dope) Me a Wild T'ing, like Tone Loc, you betta be go When the sound clash erupt, rev up Step up to the cut, "Wassup?" I show up to blow up and leave the spot to' up You know what? I'ma go nut And you know what? Yeah so what? It's the regular, when you check for the one that perfected the smiling face people posing as your equal Knowin they wanna beat you defeat you and eat you but they greet you with peace and love Not with the beast but the dove Not beneath but above Now the cheek, give a hug, snug No grudge, til you turn your back and learn the facts It's called learn the truth The tree is only known by it's fruits These smiling faces, in many places, sometimes they racist Sometimes they sexist, sometimes they want your Lexus Sometimes they be your family members remember, "Oh no not my lady, oh no not my fellow" with them you thought you'd never ever sever But they was two-faced and headless with a whole 'nother agenda but clever to say whatever forever, let me make this relationship better If you're real, stay real, be real The truth, we got to treasure, not these Smi-ling fa-ces, some-times Pre-tend, to be your friend (They know they phony) Smi-ling fa-ces, show no tra-ces of the evil, that lurks within (They may be lurkin) You know whassup, hah! KRS-One, Shock Jigga (that's me baby) Ha ha, word (Yo, just let the beat breeze) C'mon (uhh) Uhh, uhh, woooh! C'mon (yeah, cuz they be lurkin) (Never trust a big butt and a smile baby) (Yo Kris that's peace baby) uh-huh (They know the deal) (A smile ain't nothin but an upside down frown) Word (Never trust a big butt and a smile) Uh-huh |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
All you got to do is follow the music
And listen for the rhythm..listen for the rhythm [Humpty-Hump (Crowd) x4] Now here we go (HERE WE GO!) Come on (COME ON!) [Chorus x2] BOTTLES UP! It's a holla holiday PUT 'EM DOWN! Break me off some love [Humpty-Hump] Now bottles up, fall in line It's about that time to take your coat off Let's have a toast, coast-to-coast Show to show [Shock G] So, holla at me A brand new holiday for players of all kinds Rich, poor, blind Yellow and red, wake up the dead! [Humpty-Hump] Shine the lights, this is Harlem Nights True, Digital U and Papa Hump's Bringing that slump you can bump to, boo [Shock G] Don't be sleeping Here's the opportunity to let that dove out [Humpty-Hump] We looped up Public Enemy in the drums To make you bug out [Shock G] Lace me! We's about to do what they don't Housing! Ready to hit the year 2010 [Humpty-Hump] I work that brown nose Hoes usually laugh We cruise all through shows With us, the Underground will blast you [Shock G] Out of the frame Can your brain stand a taut sack of deez nuts [Crowd] WE WANT SHOCK-GEESUS! [Shock G] Yo, I want you back [Humpty-Hump] Fat tracks I've heard But them words got me debating All them dumb songs, cloned Got that tone, you've been waiting [Chorus] [Clee] Well, next up in line to toast ya Clee and my man John Doe-ja We got that bump that'll shake you up It'll wake you up like Folger's Coffee, back up off me Cause we be super-saucy I'm with my doggs and Them dum-dum moves gonna prove to be costly [John Doe] My doggs be, always with me like I'm Rabbit Hut And four-deep in a jeep in the street Plus with the Zapp, super-slumping [Clee] Bumping, hella drunken But we always into something >From doing doughnuts, making hoes go nuts Our names should be Dunkin [John Doe] It ain't no function We chose today to holla and spread love, folks We talk to each other like we was brothers We have more pull than tugboats [Clee] But like them cutthroats That cash flows up and down like a teeter-totter Instead of their doggs They check for their Lexus and their Movados [John Doe] I don't know why cause Who they checking for ain't even ridahs We keep our doggs beside us That's why we the survivors [Digital Underground] BOTTLES UP! [Clee] Toss up your Hennessy, Mo'-mo' and Alize Ain't no player hating this way It's a holla holiday [Shock G] Move on, move, move on [Chorus] [Humpty-Hump] So go on, na! Doggonit, everybody get your love on Everybody be getting they hug on Forgetting to put they doggs on [Shock G] Ladi-dadi, nothing but a party Toast this up, let's make it happen Holla if you need me, pass me the beadie We through rapping Holla at me, holla at your doggs Take me high, lace me Make love to my intellect Sprinkle me, mayne, sprinkle me Cause the people over the stairs They ain't sweating me Move on, move on, move on |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
[Digital Underground x2]
If you can't take me home with you Then a lap dance will have to do If you can't take me home with you.. [Shock G] Anybody got change for twenty? Mmm, shake it up, shake it up Yeah, I know it's rough out here, love But we got your back [Chorus x2] Give it up cause she's a man's girl She's bubbling in a man's world Give it up cause she's a man's girl She's struggling in a man's world [Shock G] Now tell me, can you tell the difference Between a fast-tracking, skank-gaming tramp And a man's girl Kind of seems the same with just one glance See, both of them cause erections from afar But upon closer inspection it becomes clear Money B gonna get you in there [Money B] See, a clever girl knows Not just hoes work them skirts that's mini Prostitutes that dress this way Try to imitate most of the uptown bitties Now we don't really want to speak upon Those girls who act real slutty But we will talk about those man's girls Those are the one we're studying [Shock G] She's real secure, pretty toes pedicured Baby got her own money She thinks brothers who floss are funny Ain't afraid to lick that honey off my body Feminist party issues she don't care about Understands men well and knows the power of long hair [Money B] I doubt If she'll fall for the type whose pants are tight on His pookie Likes her sex fresh and fruity with the light on That booty [Chorus] [Clee] Oohwee, she popping! Gotta be, got me jocking Even Nike and Reebok, the girl I'm talking about be rocking Them pumps with the toes out Super saucy when we go out Or with her patnas, she can blow clout Cause she's the shit, no doubt She's so about her scrill, that gives it all the more thrill Can't lie, a little high Couldn't get a better ride out of an automobile Never make it hard to go chill Let me do my thing, let a brother breathe But she make it so convenient when she around I don't ever want to leave [Shock G] She's never stressing who What I'm gon' do, how I've been riding with my crew She says play on, ain't nothing wrong As long as eventually I come home (Money B: Ooh, she cool) When a brother finally do The joke's on me cause she's gone Taking care of she instead of worrying about me (Money B: For shee?) For sheezy, she pleases me Knowing that I got her back with what's important Knowing that I'm down and when I clown with my homies It's a necessity she gets to me, yes, I confess it Secure with her intellect Never afraid of flexing them hoe-ish dresses [Money B] Sex appeal drapes her whole vicinity I'm worked on, those girls that wanna get they lurk on They get into me [Shock-G (Money B)] Fingernails long (tummy showing) Where you going, love (Can I be down?) Can I be around? [Shock-G & Money B] When you gonna freak with the Freaks of the Industry? [Shock G] Come on, now Get up on the table, baby, get on the table Yeah, that's what I'm talking about Can I hit that puna? Punana, punana [Chorus x2] [Shock G] And I appreciate it too, love I love them shoes, love that dress I love the whole program I know you can't keep it up everyday But when you do I'm loving it, just like that Now take 'em off You deserve a foot massage And I'm about to give it you.. Can I get that puna? Punana, punana Somebody give me change for a twenty And get up on the table Oh no, I ain't giving you more than a dollar [Digital Underground x8] No, don't stop that sexy groove Cause we like the way she move |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
Black Sheep Five, this is Red Dog One, come back
[S.G.] This is Black Sheep, copy State your position [S.G.] Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty dry out here [S.G.] Request permission to put The Mission in action Affirmative Black Sheep Five, that's a green light You can set it when you're ready [S.G.] Ten-four Red Dog, it's on [Shock G] Aiyyo question: what does an Afro-rockin next-droppin Westside type have in common with a East rock a vest put you to rest type? (What?) Women, we swimmin in 'em, like batter I'm bony, he fatter (Watch it son!) My bad Pun I'm havin fun, playin with my Kiss side I'm ready to hit the telly, tickle bellies from the inside Y'all know that Shock's my name I rock brew instead of champagne Ask around the world and they'll t-tell you the same [Big Pun] Yo what the deal Shock? (Love yo) You know me, keepin they heels cocked Still round cause I'm down, 400 lbs of steel cock You feel hot I warn you, what? I never call you slut or diss you that's why my initials is on your butt I get it up when you need it, promise I'll never beat it Satisfaction guaranteed it, twice as hard if you eat it My style's comedic, but in the bed ain't nuttin funny I'm bustin your bunny and leave you smothered with nuttin but honey We on a mission in the club tonight (girl) You know we widdit [Pun] Maxin he ain't on the thug tonight (girl) You know we widdit [S.G.] I like your thighs, ain't no cellulite (girl) You know we widdit PLAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission Relax your feet and let me rub you right (girl) You know we widdit [S.G.] When it's over you can hug me tight (girl) You know we widdit [Pun] Packin heat cause I'm a thug for life (girl) You know we widdit LAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission [Styles] Whateva, what you got, let's bounce, it's twelve o'clock Let's blaze the thai, jump in the ride, find a live inside Stressed all week, scheduled sheets, rhymes and beats Hit the streets find a club and then bag the freaks Whateva throw the keys to valet, let's make our way to the club entrance (Yo there go Pun with like ten chicks!) The line's sexy, but we gon' get in this bitch Let me light a clip, look for the shorties with the nicest hips [Whateva] We had to bend a piece like the Max casual slacks Ordered the Cognac, laid back, planned our attack Straight off the back I'd approach, 'fore we took off our coats She got close, threw me the signal like a third base coach [S] Yo Whateva what's the deal? [W] Yo ain't no time to speak [S] Where you at? [W] What you think, about to find that freak The night's just beginning, strobe lights and nice women Get in where you fit in, it's just The Mission [Big Pun] Physically blubber bound, but I crush a hundred rounds Eat every bit of you my tongue is Digital Underground Fuck around and catch the tongue twister Big Pun'll make you come til you cough up a lung sister I ain't playin I be layin the laws sprayin your jaw Makin em all pray, I came in em raw Breakin em off, like I had two and the bump Whylin in the club, while my thugs, doin The Hump (girl) *repeat 2X* I'd love for you, to come on through And play with MEEEE [The Mission!] You want me to, I love you Boo So lay with MEEE [The Mission!] [Shock G] Yeah we're lookin good, raidin the skivvies now Stand by for coordinates on that supply drop and make it heavy on the lotion, whip cream, and vaseline Why don't you bounce to the crib wit me (girl) You know we widdit Puff an L, take a swig wit me (girl) You know we widdit [Pun] Open your mouth, make history (girl) You know we widdit PLAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission Come up to suite, at the telly with me (girl) You know we widdit [Pun] Rub jelly on your belly with me (girl) You know we widdit [S.G.] Work up a sweat and get smelly with me (girl) You know we widdit LAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission [Shock G] I'm over 30 in this, still dirty in this, still flirty with these misses, still Kissin 'Em Back (The same mission black!) Yeah I'd love to meet my soulmate, but what if I don't? (Good point) I ain't dyin horny, I ain't dyin broke (No way!) No actually forget the money, all I need is love in my life (In your life nigga?) I'm talkin about tonight nigga Yo Styles, is that the freak that we was dancin with? (I think so, yup!) Yeah c'mon let's see what's up Yo let's slide in the silk sheets (girl) Ooooooooh I'ma prove I'ma real freak (girl) Ooooooooh! [S.G.] I won't get mine til you feel free (girl) Ooooooooh PLAY WITH MEEE! [all] The Mission I'm ready to go downtown on ya (girl) Ooooooooh [S.G.] I rub lotion all around on ya (girl) Ooooooooh! [S.G.] I wanna make freaky squeaky sounds witcha LAY WITH MEEE! [all] Mission complete! |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
(feat. Biz Markie)
[Humpty Hump] Good googily goo Look what the cat dragged in The mack's back in, we snap-crack in We got the jokes for you Uh, look who the Hump bumped into The old one-two, rhyme sayer, the paper maker Biz lay the vapours [Biz Markie] I'm the vapour sprayer for the himilayas The M-iza A-ya R-iza K-aya I'm the mayor Leavin' emcees in a ditch [Humpty Hump] So get ready, we 'bout to start a fight in this bitch [Biz Markie] Humpty dumpty had a fight with his moms He broke both her legs and both of her arms Tidy Bowl Man tried to throw a fit I told his punk ass he was full of Shhhh... [Humpty Hump] Shut your mouth biz See you're allways trying to take it further I heard you bit a burger, with a funky worm in it Well you had to play stupid 'cause you didn't clear the sample And lordy lord, got you pushing hot dogs [Biz Markie] Tupac was the only one that was living large And Humpty your nose is a two-car garage I know you got sooooul I heard you don't eat pussy you be eatin' booty hole [Humpty Hump] No my nose be in the booty, my tounge be in her vertical smile I heard your sister had sex with Colin Powell [Biz Markie] Your moms don't brush her teeth I heard her breath was strong [Humpty Hump] Yo you wrong [Both] Why can't we just get along? Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends Why can't we just get along? Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends The odd couple [Biz Markie] The city so nice, they had to name it twice New York, New York, the land of lights We got the fashion, the widget, the project ditches The Apollo, the Broadway, The Garden, the Pictures [Humpty Hump] So? We got the palm trees, Gs being Hollywood swingin' large Cars around the block with the stars on the sidewalk Every stop lights a show case, not lexuses Brothers in Hummers following other friends in Benzesus [Biz Markie] Ya, that's cool, Y'all doin' your thing But look what they did to that man Rodney King They beat him, and stomped him, like a bunch of grapes When I seen him he looked like the Planet of the Apes [Humpty Hump] Ya you right, police don't act tight but in the riots yo California niggas wasn't scared to go At poh poh [Biz Markie] So yo, I'll take you down like Mavis Every Burrough is Thurough, don't forget Larry Davis (Both, trading lines, Humpty is first) We got Dre and Quincy Jones, homes Primo and Puff, Hump Easy E and Tupac nigga Scott La Rock and Biggie nigga Compton Bronx Oakland Brooklyn Bridge Golden Gate, plus Huey Newton Malcom X You got rats Earth quakes Well at least you'll never catch me wearing wigs in my videos Oh, you don't have to go there, with your big, plastic nose What about your big ass head? What about your buck ass teeth? Your moms so black, I looked at her and thought that i was asleep Your nasty ass moms gave me ear infection over the phone Come on man, why we can't get along? Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends Why can't we just get along? Why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends The odd couple [twice] |
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from Digital Underground - Who Got The Gravy ? (1999)
(Humpty Hump)
Welcome to the Blue Diamond, Y'all Ladies and gentlemen I'll be your host, Edward Elington Humpty Hump Humphry the third And we going to get it started up in here Billy big thump Brown on bass, Thump Brown Brooklyn, Gibson Myana And on Gituar we got big momma Dotty Taylor in the house Com'on mang, drop it like, mang (x4) (Shock G) It's been a long time DU shouldn't have left you Without a heated beat you could step to Ever since the days when the humpty dance left you Openin', I feel you're hopin' that we could bump through 95 was a long one they said no one digs your music but you, kid You need a stong one Think about the bomb one Because the kids are in rare form tonite, hey yo we all one (Hump) Let me put my nose back on Notice how how it goes when the flows back on Bangers! freakin' the P-funk, punk like a bag (?) Got my man Esential E right beside me (Natural E) Yo Hump, look, i brought my rhyme book Cool E, get ready to kick it out for the hook But before you eat male let me finnish nailin' this grove like a train de-railin (Like a train) You better hold on, this song is for the strong ladies com'on and get your flirt on (ladies) When you coming with another one Humpty? Everytime you ask that you pump me, love Wind me up com'on Wind me up You wound us up so now we bound to pound ya Wind me up Everybody Wind me up You wound us up so now we putting it on ya (Natural E) E, Shock and Hump, we putting the bump You wish for, Hump's back so pump that It's supposed to lift your Body up, we got enough And prob'ly bust the floor up Shock you know what? (Shock G) whats up E? I think this track's about to blow up! (Hump) Y'all thinkin' what I'm thinkin'? I'm drinkin' what you drinkin'! So break it up with a crowded thrust (?) with the bottles up, everybody's sickin' to witness the fitness State to state, don't miss this Kisses to the Miss's Love hounds who are on my blood hound We plug sounds throught the nation true power chasin' blue ha hoo-rasin' (?) DU, and E too, y'all 'bout to shout We 'bout to place it High rank, drop stop and bank This spots about to get hectic, expect it We got the drank so we got to drank It won't be degelected, accept it (chorus) (Hump, singing) If it ain't deep it ain't me, bay-bay Do you take it through a fantasy, bay-bay The smooth-cool faker is a live wire baby Sons of the P is packing this hi-fi figures And we're in the mood to play (play) We're going to do away with he say she say (Shock) Nas, you can have the world I want the Universe Not for myself but for all other's first (Hump, singing) It's time, I'm ready to shine I'm ready to see if I can walk through my mind, Like AMG I'm not no high, not even lifted yet, only strengthed from the gift that you give (chorus) (Hump) Puttin' in on ya, bone-ing your ear drums Dum-dums, forgot that we can come-come Yum-yum, we bring it different You bring it hum-drum You're too cool, you can't risk it I'm bis-quik I bubble when you turn the heat up I'm trouble around the honies, I eat up DRAWRS Tasty, like bean dip Frisky like catnip wind me up, FAT HIP The big nose, back with the big bouncy track We got the bass bouncing back They got me started, so I'm bomb it like I farted Take the rap sheet and part it Let my dog take a spill on it Never phoney on it, ya I still want it But those shmoes knows how it goes so yo let me flaunt it I boom-boom on it, take it anyway you want it Glazed, extra mayonaise with no balogna on it poopty scoops and Humpty clumbs the lean cuts Deez nuts get busted clean, whut I'ma tell ya what's been missing from the rap game... This type of shit! Sang! (Chorus) |
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from Electric Boogies - The Early Days of Rap & Hip Hop (2001)
[We'd like to ask now that all passengers please hold their breath as we take you through an underwater hip hop extravaganza. Now last night underwater I saw a French mermaid Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain In the raw on the ocean floor need I say more? You never heard nobody kick it like this before Pink champagne octopus brains Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane. That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix didn't happen, Records kept floatin' all the fish kept laughin' A blowfish blew my mind and started to rhyme, As the octopus cut nine records at a time. Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down," But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned. The rhymes he say have no particular order Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater, Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper, Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper, Told me that I didn't have the right to bite, I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper." Sittin' in my aqua-blue jail cell, didn't have my bail, I had to break out with the rhyme, Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster, Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster" Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time, Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme. ...if you need a fo' instance, Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this. I'm tweakin' your speakers, and I'm makin' no sense, 'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense. The rhymes he say have no particular order Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish, And we're gonna do a little something like this: Well I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster, Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the ... Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme, Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time, With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound, I'm tellin' you I'm down, I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay. You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray. Get out of here with that boat and a stick, Get out of line, I'll call my homey Moby Dick. I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me, People fishin' don't catch me. And when you get home, sad 'cause you missed, Just remember MC Blowfish Keep on, you don't stop. Uh oh, here comes that stupid shark again, I guess I better blow up |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound Well, it's the Underground, You know that we're down with wutchyalike Yeah, with wutchyalike, yeah And though we're usually on the serious tip, check it out Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight We're gonna say what we like 'Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many people in the flow Would like to just let yourselves go and doowutchyalike Yeah, well tonight's your night Just eat food, try not to be crude or rude Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood And doowutchyalike Yeah, and doowutchyalike, everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go whereyalike Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class Let's all get together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it don't move Doowutchyalike Sometimes I bite Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat And if you're dirty, then go take a bath Messed up the line? Nope, sometimes I don't rhyme Help yourself to a cracker, with a spread of cheddar cheese Have a neck bone, you don't have to say please Eat wutch ya like, yo, smell how ya like Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, doowutchyalike, you know what I'm sayin'? Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh (Whatever you like to do, talk how ya like) Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool 'Cause everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like Homegirls, for once, forget you got class See a guy you like, just grab 'em in the biscuits And doowutchyalike Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown It really doesn't matter, we can all get down And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like From a pink-skinned yankee, to a blue black southerner Ditch digger or a governor Just doowutchyalike Look how ya like Now don't you know we're gettin' busy, it can't be corrected [Incomprehensible] had to be deaf I say what I like Like I said, sometimes we bite Even though you don't think it's right, yo, I like to bite Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong You got to admit, it's a new type of song Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go where ya like Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, do who ya like Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Alright, here we go, y'all, doowutchyalike Talk how ya like Drink wutch ya like Grab who ya like Feel wutch ya like Eat wutch ya like Scratch where ya like Itch if ya like Daddy, can I go outside? Huh, go where ya like, kid A brief announcement to all radio DJ's If this record is currently being played at your station We will provide the following time for you To announce your station identification We'd also like to add that we've now reached The three-and-a-half minute mark of this song Radio stations may begin your fade here For those that would like help, we will start your fade for you Now if this record is being played at a club, disco Lounge, house, basement, or block party Car stereo, stoop, or at any other social gathering We will now allow the beat to continue And proceed to give you more of what you like This message has been brought to you by the makers of The Way We Swing, and the Underground Talkhowyalike Posse I feel like a nice big bowl of cereal, icy cold milk Daddy, can I eat some ice cream? Look, I told you kid, eat wutch ya like, okay? Now the beat goes on 'til the break of dawn And just peep this, y'all, 'cause we're singin' a song And doowutchyalike, yeah doowutchyalike And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it don't move, and doowutchyalike Like I said, sometimes we bite, now we're all gettin' stupid And actin' a fool, anything that ya really wanna do is cool So, Goldfingers, cut wutch ya like Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat And if you're dirty, then go take a bath And doowutchyalike Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip hop fans And since we're not your average everyday rap band Yo, Piano Man, play how ya like Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool Everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool An' what, wait a minute, wait a minute Don't take your clothes off yet, not yet Wait 'til we get home Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got big bunions Toenails smell and look like onions, don't doowutchyalike Go see a foot doctor tonight Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Straight hair, curled, casual and glamor A shy girl, or loud like a bama From Connecticut, or from Louisiana Bad table etiquette, too much chatter Very well spoken, or real bad grammar I minority token, a brother in the slammer A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana If ya got a million, and live in Atlanta If you got a weak bladder, or can't climb a ladder What we're sayin' is, it really doesn't matter I need a word that sounds like 'atta' Slipped on a peel of banana, doowutchyalike Yeah, cool, gettin' stupid Once again you got the sound of the Underground Baby Dope is in the house Boy, yea, are we puttin' things in check, Baby D? Too stupid check I'm wit' it, yea, yo Dave Let's show 'em some old school It makes no sense just standin' around Come on everybody, let's all hang out Yeah, and doowutwelike From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime Come on, young ladies, let's have good times And doowutwelike Now, I can sing, I can dance, I'm the king of romance Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance To doowutchyalike? And get that thing packed tonight Vanessa Williams, ooh, you're so divine Just wanted to put your name in my rhyme And doowutchyalike Yeah, everybody doowutchyalike Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' End the record how we like |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
Well, we're the freaks of the industry.
My man, Money B, Oh my mellow, Shock G The freaks of the industry, And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G Well they say that birds do it, bees do it. [do it] Time to freak, Money B gets to it, Not a heavyweight, but I go twelve rounds, With a jab and a stick, I'm goin' lick for lick, so Give me the helmet, I'll be the stunt man. Just relax, and I won't front. Like Anita, I'm givin' you the best that I've got, And I'll be takin' it slow, never missin' a spot Yes, caressing your back we're chest to chest she's kissing on my freckles. I nibbled around your ears before I suck upon your neck. 'Oh Money B,' yeah, that's what you'll be screamin' and creamin' But it's not a wet dream, it's the real The freaky dog, dark nasty, never lettin' a kitty-cat get past me, Without picking it up, pettin' it, teasin' it, Takin' it on home and pleasin' it Cause we're the freaks of the industry, You's a freak Money B. You got that Shock G The freaks of the industry, And when you see us back stage, be prepared to G. Say you're G'in' [G'in'?] Nobody else is seein' And the freak that you're wit' is in front of you, Bendin' over naked, and she's leanin' on the dresser [Ooh yeah] You're lookin' at her from the rear [Yeah] She looks just like Vanessa [The right stuff] Uh uh, not Vanessa with the singer career, But the X-rated video queen, Know what I mean? [Uh huh] A'ight, here's the scene: You're lying on you're back with your head on the edge of the bed, The booty's two feet from your head: Should you: A, take the time to find a condom, B, you walk right over and you pound 'em, C, tell her that you want her love, Well the answer is D, [D], all of the above. So you're freakin' [freakin'], the furniture's squeakin' [squeakin'] She's tweakin', sayin' that she's weak in the knees. Cheek to cheek, and pound for pound, You're taxin' it and waxin' it and workin' it around, 'Til the booty starts makin' that clappin' sound, Which is cool, but your friends are chillin' in the other room. The clappin's getting louder, you don't want them to clown you, In this situation, what do you do: [What?] A, you, plain and simply, back up off her B, you hit it just a little bit softer, C, you take it out and put it in het butt, Well, D is what I do, so, yo, listen up: I put a towel on the floor by the two inch gap under the door Now they can't see me any more. Check the locks so they can't clock, but they can listen. There'll be no bargin' in and there'll be no dissin' [Dissin'] Gettin' back to my mission, break out the whipped cream and the cherries, Then I go through all the fly positions: My head under her leg under my arm under her toe. She says, 'I like it when you scream, baby let yourself go.' I hit it and split it, lick it and quit it. After the ride, put my clothes on and walk outside, And before anybody gets a chance to speak, I say, 'Yo, don't say nuttin', I guess I'm just a freak!' Cause we're the freaks of the industry. Aw, you's a freak, G. Yo, you worse Money B. The freaks of the industry, And when you see us backstage, be prepared to G. [You know what man, you's a freak. I seen you with that girl at the hotel after that show last week. And what about that time out there in the park? Shhh, don't tell nobody] It's like this: Now if there's a cure for this, We don't want it, we'll run from it And if there's a remedy, We don't need it, we just eat it. [This is to the ladies: I'm a freak Hey, yo, piano man: take us out of here, man] |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
Ok, we're on the air live from Lake Merit in Oakland, California
We'll have exclusive coverage of Gutfest '89 I'm Ted Casey, and we're gonna go down live right now with Bill Thompson Bill's on the scene, and he's gonna tell us what's going on. Bill? Thanks, Ted Yeah, you can hear, they're just having a ball and a hell of a time Down here at Gutfest this year Uh, you can hear behind me now, that's uh, I think they're called Blue Death Just one of ten, ten bands that are playing down here at Gutfest this year I think some of the other bands playing will be The Who, The Clash, uh, Digital Underground There's been rumor's that EPMD Might come out and play here at Gutfest this year Other people in the line-up are Herbie Hancock, Chick Corea Miles Davis is part of tomorrow's jazz line-up And tonight they're doing rock and blues There's supposed to be more, uhh music from The Who later on tonight And then Thursday's show is gonna close with Digital Underground Is gonna close the show. So, hey, I'm outta here, I'm gonna go have Some more food, some more good music... How's it going, guys, you guys come to Gutfest every year, or what? Oh yeah, Gutfest is the best thing to happen to California since 1968 So, uh, where are you guys from? San Diego..] Gutfest, Gutfest It's a show, not like you've ever seen befo' In the park, from noon 'til after dark. There will be blondes, and also girls of bronze, And girls who come from other contries 'round the world Now, you will see a big display of ladies in a cage, Butt naked, and they're showing off their curves and sexy ways. So pack a bag, and come on down, if you can find the time. We just would like to say welcome to Gutfest '89. Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 The festival is on the lake, the hotel's up the block. It's clean, they've got good rates and they've got lots of rooms in stock. Tell them you're here for Gutfest, you'll get ten bucks off per night. Bring your camera and your condoms, 'cause we're going to do this right. More girls then you have ever seen are on display right now, Girls with breasts that go va-voom and booties that go pow! Black girls, white girls, candy stripe girls, girls with lots of back fat, It's safe to say more healthy guts then you can shake a stick at. I trooped in, now let the Gutfest begin, It seems like sin, my head's startin' to spin, Thinkin' what I'm about to clock, all stops are being yanked out, I'm knockin' stank out the box, every chance I get, Because I waited and waited, to make this trip. Yeah, one big stupid butt nest, And I'm'a get mine at this Gutfest. Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 You'll see tourists and you'll meet people from all around the world. At last year's fest I kicked it with a real cute Chinese girl. Sometimes after the shows at night, or in the afternoon, Some guts come up and give you skull right in your hotel room. Most nice girls do not give good brain, for others it's a racket. Some guys leave Gutfest out of luck and go home with a packet. Heavy, slim, big, large, girls with lots of gook, Cover girls and model types, girls who've got the look Young butterfly, tulip petal, mahogany devine, A thick bitch with big legs, yeah, it's Gutfest '89. Gutfest, Gutfest, Gutfest '89, Gutfest, Gutfest Gutfest '89 y'all, crazy guts, crazy guts Gutfest '89, Gutfest, Gutfest, and you don't stop Gutfest, Gutfest, G-f-G-f crazy guts. Yo shmoove, peep this: Posdnuous check it out, check it out Gutfest '89 G-f-G-f-G-f-G-f crazy guts It's just Gutfest '89 G-f-G-f-G-f-G-f crazy guts I got this plan, see, and it involves whipped cream, bananas, One girl stands behind me, the other in front... Well, I never tried this stunt before, but I'll tell you what, We'll bust the cherries, then we'll sprinkle some nuts on top, Then we'll do the splits. Now what have we got? G-f-G-f-G-f-G-f crazy guts Heavy, slim, big, large, girls with lots of gook, Cover girls and model types, girls who've got the look A red bone with good muscle tone, a young cocoa delight, Wood-panel brown girl who is down, more game then Icy Mike, Young butterfly, tulip petal, mahogany devine, A thick bitch with big legs, it's Gutfest '89. Ah yeah, Gutfest, Gutfest, Gutfest Gutfest Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 Crazy guts, crazy guts, it's Gutfest '89 |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
Excuse me trooper, will you be needing any packets today? Yo, B, don't be throwin' on my jacket, ok? Cool, just trying to get your attention So you can take a look at this invention Now peep these, I got some more in my jacket [Man, what are these, condoms?] Uh uh: sex packets It's like a pill, you can either chew it up Or like an alka-seltzer, dissolve it in a cup And get this: see the girl on the cover? You black out, and she becomes your lover [You're trippin] no, I'm serious, these are authentic [Yeah, well I don't take hallucenogenics] Wrong again, my man, this is way more real But since you know everything, I'll make someone else a deal Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man [Well now you got me curious, I'm kind thinkin bout buyin it] Three for ten dollars, it can't hurt to try it [Well what exactly do I get?] Well read what it says, look at the picture [Bet It says Chinese girl, age 17, waist 24, hips 33, Hmmm, this one here says young black virgin Man this is crazy, I'm gonna have to splure an get me a few of these things. How long do they last?] Well it depends, let's see These cheap ones here are ten minutes But these are extra power, they last about a half an hour And these here sell for bout 40 'Cause you get two girls [Yeah it says orgy] Right, and if you're married, it's no big deal You're not cheating at all, you're just poppin a pill And if your wife's got a headache and wants to hit the sack It's cool, take a packet fool Biochemically compacted sexual affection Now here, take a look at my selection Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man [OK, I want these two boxes of three And give my blondy here, and that one that says orgy And, by the way, I need something for my woman] Sure, I got guy packets [Cool, give me some of em] Now let me tell you how to take it: Either sit of lie down, and you really should be naked Otherwise you're gonna mess up your clothes, know what I mean? This is more then just a dream It's very realistic and it's gonna blow your mind So be careful: only take one at a time And never take one behind the wheel You'll black out and hit a pole [Cool, let's make the deal] These are 40, these are 80, and this one here is 10 Just give me a hundred dollars, I'll call it even But don't pull your money out yet, see There's one or two narcs in this area that sweat me Over here, [Yeah, this looks kinda cool 20, 40, 60, 80 a hundred, shmoove] Here's my number, in case you need to reach me again And remember, you need to be as safe as you can There's only one thing safer then using your hand Dial that beeper number, and call the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man Yeah he's the packet man |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
[Chorus]
S-H-I-N-I-N on the funk And listen to the emcees rhymin on the funk We solemnly swear to never bust a style that's bunk So listen to the way that we're rhyming on the funk [Shock G] Now we would like to ask you Have you ever heard this style befo' You gotta say no Cause there ain't no denying And if you say yes you're lying People are always wondering What's up with the Underground Are they down? Or is just another new sound We're saying things And when we use a beat we use it right Cause we're not just playing things Spitting rhymes Like a Tommy gun spraying things So when you see us onstage Don't just stare us down Or compare our sound To any other crew ya like Yo, judge how ya like [Chorus] [Money-B] Riding this like a roller coaster Hugging the curves and dipping Like I'm supposed to do For the Underground troupe Cause I know I'm the poop Steaming hot Stinking up the dance floor Gonna do it freelance For the funk, my friends And all the others in the industry They want to get with me (Shock: Why is that, Mon?) Maybe it's my smooth flow They know this guy is dope So they get hip to the style I'm using It's called Raw Fusion Ain't no time for ego-tripping Let it be known There'll be no slipping on mine Cause all I want Is a chunk of this Underground funk [Chorus] [Shock G] Yo, Money-B [Money-B] What's up cold Shock G? [Shock G] Check it out, would you tell the people what we mean [Money-B] What do you mean what we mean? [Shock G] You know what I mean Tell 'em what we mean When we're R-H-Y-M-I-N on the funk Let 'em know that we got spunk [Money-B] We got it [Shock G] And when I count to three Go on and hit some of that humpty-hump One, two, three [Money-B] Well, I'm humpty-humping You know that I'm saying something The funk's in your face Gonna keep the place jumping As the beat keeps pumping I'm tick-tocking 'em Dope rhymes, I'm dropping 'em On the twenty-four track And there ain't no stopping 'em It's too late to put the tape on pause Because we're [funk sample interlude] [Money-B] Tell me if you think the beat is nasty Well get ready, we're going to get sweaty Just in case I hope you brought a towel in I'm on the prowl when I hear the bass growling [Shock G] Growling like a big bass monster On a rampage, it's like we were onstage Shock G speaking from the Underground [Money-B] Do they understand? [Shock G] I really don't give a damn Cause we're [Chorus] |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
[Shock G, singing] Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you This time... this time... This time... this time... Sex packets, the girl of your dreams Just try one, it's not what it seems There's love... there's love... There's love... there's love... Now it's just sex in a pill It gives me such a thrill, it's nice And it's a guy for a girl, or a girl for a guy Try one tonight Now I just can't wait, till I get home tonight I got three for $10.99 No sex can be safer It's a pill, wrapped in a little piece of paper Real nice Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you This time... this time... This time... this time... Sex packets, a one or a two I just sell them, I cannot do This love... this love... This love... this love... Oh ohh girl You look so good to me, you're fine And oh ohh girl You whispered in my ear, said "Not tonight" You just won't get with me, and you think that you dissed me But now I can still be gettin busy With any girl I like No more will I ever have to jack it Cause instead, I can just take a packet Real nice Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you this time This time This time... this time... [Maverick] I'ma give ya what ya heart I'm just givin to your love And I'm feelin what you need Uncntested ecstasy [Shock G] Yeah you got it No, hold it like this Now just put it in your mouth There you go, there you go Just let it hit you baby Sex packets, a dollar or two Just tell me, how many for you This time... this time... This time... this time... [Shock G and Computer Woman] Ahhh, it's like nothing I've ever had It feels so good, so good Ahhh, are you really here? I'm here, it feels good It's so real It is real, ahhh, you like that? Sex packets! [Maverick] I'ma give ya what you heart I'm just feelin what you love And I'm givin til you need Uncontested ecstasy (Yeah, I'm ready to mix you a packet I got your honey proof fresh out my bomber jacket Say you wanna double up? Why don't you make it a threesome, you know I'm hoein) [Maverick and Shock G] I got what you need I got what you need I got what you want And I got what you want Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh No sex can be safer It's just a pill Wrapped in a little piece of paper Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, huhhhahhohhhhh!! [Shock G] Biochemically compacted sexual affection Yeah, I'm equipped to mix you a packet Prescription pills, your favorite tossup in a pill A professional job baby, yeah [Shock G singing] No sex can be safer, it's a pill Wrapped in a (wrapped in a) Wrapped in a little piece of (little piece of) Little piece of, paper! [Shock G and Computer Woman] It's so real It is real |
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Listen while they're comin' man hurry up
With the party dog, shh, be quiet Enter a new dimension, can't you feel the tension Ever heard the word prevention, well, you really need to pay attention You only need a little bit, so you want another hit? Call emergency on the telephone, you're in the danger zone "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" You're in the zone, when you need another upper You took a slip and goin' out like a sucker Matter of fact, you're more than just slippin' You're way beyond control, you're on a mission You walk right through a wall, to get a twenty, a forty or an eight ball And once you enter this area There ain't nothin scarier, all I wanna say to ya Is just back the Hell up You need to go where they let you do your thing in a cup And you take a diagnosis, you see your boy Shock G wrote this To open up your mind, do you know who I am, deliverer of a rhyme My job is to verbally slay suckers, like an Uzi spray motherfuckers The underground is gonna get ya Now pay attention you're about to enter Into a new dimension, can't you feel the tension I'm sure you heard the word prevention So like I said pay attention, you only need a little bit Ya still want another hit? Even if it's home grown Yo, you're in the danger zone "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" On the corner, I see cocaine addicts Givin static and about to go at it And then you hear somebody holler Who was it K? it was Dopefiend Carla She was waitin' on a winner That hoe, every night she has crack for dinner But everybody's basin Even the suckers who are runnin' this nation Yes, I'm pullin' no punches The government gets drugs in bunches Shock G get the nine But don't shoot until I finish my rhyme This zone, makes suckers stop breathin' Sweat bullets drop down to their knees and Start beggin' for your pipe cause you're all in Sometimes you can feel yourself fallin' Into a new dimension, can't you feel the tension? Don't let me forget to mention The underground is puttin' their two cents in What's the matter, feelin' blue? Does this record bother you? If so, you need to leave it alone, you're in the danger zone "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" Caught a red light downtown Freak was on the tip, 'cause my window was down Stuck her head in the car, it was dopefiend carla She said "Can you spare five dollars?", I said, "Hell no" She said "I'm not asking for much" I said bitch, I'd rather give a crippled crab a crutch She said "why you wanna clown me" I said "It's simple, I don't like fiends hangin' round me Can't you see, that you got a disease? You weight sixty six pounds, down from a hundred and three" The light turned green and I was gone She was livin' in the danger zone It's a new dimension, can't you feel the tension You recognize this sound, go on, just put the pipe down What's the matter, feelin' blue? Does this record bother you? If so you need to leave it alone, punk, you're in the danger zone "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" "Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" Uhh, I'm at the 9600 block of Macarthur, apartment a That's a 10, 4, 419, uhh, backup for you is on route to your location, ahh yes, victim I D Young black female, uhh eighteen, she's pregnant You, you, young black female, uhh, eighteen, she's pregnant Apparent crack overdose I'm gonna need backup Apparent crack overdose I'm gonna need backup Apparent crack overdose I'm gonna need backup Apparent crack overdose I'm gonna need backup Nine eleven, nine eleven, nine eleven Uhh, cancel that backup call, we've lost her |
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from Digital Underground - Sex Packets (2005)
All right!
Stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to. I look funny but yo I'm makin' money see so yo world I hope you're ready for me. Now gather round I'm the new fool in town and my sound's laid down by the Underground. I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf so just let me introduce myself My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty. Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee. And all the rappers in the top ten--please allow me to bump thee. I'm steppin' tall, y'all, and just like Humpty Dumpty you're gonna fall when the stereos pump me. I like to rhyme, I like my beats funky, I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy. I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack but sometimes I get ridiculous I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice hey yo fat girl, c'mere--are ya ticklish? Yeah, I called ya fat. Look at me, I'm skinny It never stopped me from gettin' busy I'm a freak I like the girls with the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy. Allow me to amaze thee. They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me. I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants and I even got my own dance {Chorus:} The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Verse Two: People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'" that's all right 'cause I get things cookin' Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me but ya can't get near me I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B, all the girls they adore me Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere 'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear. My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge, both how I'm livin' and my nose is large I get stoopid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid, I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it, I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits Also told ya that I like to bite Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write. All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance and now I'm gonna do my dance. {Chorus} Breakdown: Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh, yeah! Now that I told ya a little bit about myself let me tell ya a little bit about this dance It's real easy to do--check it out Verse Three: First I limp to the side like my leg was broken Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin' Crazy wack funky People say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty That's all right 'cause my body's in motion It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion Anyone can play this game This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name No two people will do it the same Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain Humpin', funkin', jumpin', jig around, shakin' ya rump, and when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump tell him step off, I'm doin' the Hump. {Chorus} Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Let's get stoopid! {Chorus} Oh, yeah, come on and break it down Outro: Once again, the Underground is in the house I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world, keep on doin' the Humpty Dance, and to the ladies, peace and humptiness forever |
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Yo Shock man people be comin up to me sayin
"Yo man, what's up with the Underground, man? You guys old school, new school, R&B or hip-hop?" What should I tell em? Now this is not your average everyday rap song We won't be rockin bells that go a ding and a dong The bass drummer hipper won't be lingering on Check out the way we kick it on the microphone The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song The drums are ringin with the serious tone Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, you like the way we swing Well listen close and make sure you don't miss a thing Don't you know that we're the microphone masters Known to MC's as the raw dog bastards We bust rhymes, and write everyday So listen close, to the things that we say Triple-slippin MC's will get verbally raped We'll send you home with that look on your face And just rock this, you can't stop this Ah just rock this, try and clock this (try and clock this) The funky beat is playing and we're swingin along The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song The funky drums is ringin with the serious tone Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, ya like the way we swing (ya like the way we swing) Cause America, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing I hope you do, cause if you don't it don't mean a thing See we don't play for other hip-hop crews, it's not about you We do the things that we wanna do We're MC's to please the loyal followers But you you're just a sucker hip-hop borrower Your real name is probably Bradworth or Bennett Your verbal baggage ain't got nuthin in it You think that you're rockin but you're not hip-hoppin So you best stop jockin at the masters MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) The Queen told you that you're nothing but an underling We're talkin trash, we kick it kind of cocky You can't deny it though the drums are good and sloppy The funky beat is playin and we're swingin along The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song The funky drums are ringin with the serious tone Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, like the way we swing (they like the way we swing) Cause America, likes the way we swing [whispered] You're triple-slippin you're triple-slippin You're triple-slippin (yo man) you rhyme like a school teacher About convincing as a preacher, who smokes reefer Why don't you give it up just put the mic down Get out of town with that noise, this is the underground Not your average everyday rap crew You can tell by the things we say the things that we do The funky beat is playin and we're swing along Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone Ah MC's, you like the way we swing (ya like the way we swing) Cause America, ahh, likes the way we swing And ya don't stop MC's... they don't know MC's... they don't know MC's... they don't know MC's... what I know DJ's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know DJ's... what I know See we have no time for suckers Who bite with their lowers and their uppers We came here to play and what we really wanna say is MC's, why don't you take the chill pill You really need to listen to the way we spill ah these rhymes, we don't have time to drop a dime Everytime a sucker thief gets away with a line Their mouths keep suckin cause they ain't got nothin But they best stop FUCKIN with the masters MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Cause Africa, likes the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Cause down in Australia, they love the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Yo, cause Zimbabwe, likes the way we swing (and ya don't stop) Ahh, MC's, you like the way we swing Cause over in the Phillipines, they love the way we swing Yeah, MC's, you like the way we swing Don't you know the UK y'all, likes the way we swing Ahh, MC's, hah you like the way we swing Even in Cleveland, they like the way we swing MC's, you like the way we swing Japan, likes the way we swing (Kick it Shock) and ya don't stop Ah keep on gonna rock til we hit the top Ah one time, in your mind y'all Get busy, get busy, get busy, get busy... |
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Now last night, underwater, I saw a French mermaid, Treated her to caviar and wine over shrimp brain, In the raw, on the ocean floor, need I say more? You never heard nobody kick it like this before, Pink champagne, octopus brains, Saw your DJ underwater through the window pane. That sucker tried to hit a mix, but the mix didn't happen, Records kept floatin' all the fish kept laughin' A blowfish blew my mind and started to rhyme, As the octopus cut nine records at a time. Your boy said, "Show me how to keep my records down," But the shark ate his amp, your boy got clowned. The rhymes he say have no particular order Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater, Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. I tried to mix a cut from a TV blooper, Got pulled by a deep sea state trooper, Told me that I didn't have the right to bite, I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper." Sittin' in my aqua-blue jail cell, didn't have my bail, I had to break out with the rhyme, Shrimp scatter on a platter, I rock like a mobster, Told an MC, "Yo, you look like a lobster" Qualified to wreck your mind, I get busy one time, Like fish on a dish, you get served with the rhyme. ...if you need a fo' instance, Watch the people stop, they don't want to miss this. I'm tweakin' your speakers, and I'm makin' no sense, 'Cause on your turns, this record burns like incense. The rhymes he say have no particular order Un-derwater, Un-der-derwater Go 'head bite his rhymes if you think that you oughtta Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater. Uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo, this is MC Blowfish, And we're gonna do a little something like this: Well I'm a deep sea gangster, underwater prankster, Kissin' all the girl fish, dissin' all the ... Because I blew your mind and started to rhyme, Doesn't mean that I'm cool, 'cause you'll be back next time, With a hook and a line, so you can hear that fryin' sound, I'm tellin' you I'm down, I'll spin your boat around, leave suckers lost in the bay. You wanna play? I'll hook your line to a stingray. Get out of here with that boat and a stick, Get out of line, I'll call my homey Moby Dick. I'm not thinkin' 'bout dyin', fool, stop tryin' to test me, People fishin' don't catch me. And when you get home, sad 'cause you missed, Just remember MC Blowfish Keep on, you don't stop. Uh oh, here comes that stupid shark again, I guess I better blow up |
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from Digital Underground - Future Rhythm (2005)
[Intro: Humpty Hump (Del)]
This is a federal food fight (You better know it!) That means we're callin out all you kooks and crooks (What?! We're about to rip this shit) Oh, me? My name is Humpty Hump (There's a party in here, baby) I'm the original big-nosed rapper, baby (You better get down with this, baby) We're about to sling hot food all over this piece (Just nothing but a food fight!) Here we go, back in the house for the 9-whatever (Foood fiiiiiggghht) With the bacon and egg sandwich [Humpty Hump] You ain't bringing groceries, g Your groove is getting rude over records But can you sling the food like this?! You better bite this If you wanna make the people move like this Chez wa, Allah, cheese burger Flame broil base, my pickle make ya wiggle You're busted, my mustard will wax your whole plate By itself, not including all my funky condiments Nod your head to this and DUCK DOWN As I commence to lock and load a fresh cantaloupe Yo, I'm illin! I'm slingin melons Like the felons are slangin dope sacks So max but I wouldn't stand so close up in the light Either bring it or hide Cause it's about to be a food fight! [Chorus] (You need something for the food fight!) We hit you in the neck with a cheeseburger (Gotta bring food to the food fight!) Yeah, bruh, we hit you in the neck with a cheeseburger! [Del] It's classic Slapping brothers with some lettuce from jurasstic I counteract it with the Shock with ham hocks >From brothers who might Tupac Fifty-seven black [????] and lots of flows Fat like hippopotamoes, still caught em though In the face with excrements, peep my testaments I bring the seasoning paprika Eureka for the weaker, and smoke the reefer Dribble up the funk in the beaker And, yes, about to say ‘speaker' It leaks in your ears and years ahead I went to Japan and they was throwing pork balls But I'm calling protocol, stooop! [Chorus] (You need something for the food fight) We banked you in the neck with the cheeseburger (Gotta bring something for the food fight) Yes, we're slugging the chicken nugget to your grill (You need something for the food fight) Get ready, we're coming fetti with the groceries (Gotta bring food to the food fight!) Someone shoulda told ya, it ain't over till it's over [Humpty] Now if I am what I eat I hope I ain't a big couchie Gotta substitute the ‘ouch' for the ‘ooch'! If so, I hate to see my man Donnie O, he'd be a butthell Substitute the ‘ell' for the ‘ole' Actually, factually hella fools I know would be toe up If you was what you ate, no fakin My man Nate would be a plate of bacon My brother Shock popcorn, and my cat would be a rat My girlfriend would be some super sperm and things My rich nigga Pac would be a lobster with hot wings It's quite simple, if true that my temple is wrecked I'd be some mushrooms and cognac I'd be a pinto bean gravy smothered neck bone Scrilla taker, vanilla wafer, baker, filler So come on with your food slingin cause I'm ready Bring it SHUT UP! Nigga, sing it [Chorus] Bring the groceries |
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from Digital Underground - Future Rhythm (2005)
Yo wake up it's the D crew up in here with the Black Spooks
And we bout to drop it on y'all...y'all best get a clue Fool get a clue, get a clue, get a clue. Now everybody wanna tell everybody who to be with Really doesn't matter to me long as I miss that H-I-V shit And AIDS ain't the end of the world girls and us do kinky stuff And theres way to muff without the fluids touchin Never hide the truth if my body and hair is sacred Then why we can't be naked in public It's totally natural like sex is but this is A law that had to be made by men with itty bitty penises The streets of this world they are my playground I explore them Meet somebody I don't like and I ignore them I don't destroy them They way that you know who be he want me to hate like he hate But I got too much m poopoo doo with me Chorus: Fool get a clue it's a new game Can't be trippin on you I go my own way Players gonna play with who they wanna play with People gonna always lay with who they wanna lay with Well it's the B-L-A-C-K to the S-P double O-K It don't matter what another man say I'm gone still do it all my way Cause I'm slick like C-Bo's quick I don't wanna be down with yo gross click I just wanna snap photo flicks With a freaky little trick puffin dodo sticks I can live foul as dirt road hicks I can make three plus two make six Cut with verbal scrapes and nicks I'm as ill as chicks with dicks Scuff my kicks I'm bustin licks Openin somebody up like Vicks Purchase ism by the bricks Plus I brick city hoes I picks All in yo mix as I ease betwixt Like sitcom vix be greasin dicks I be skeezin chicks when the season switch I be makin tricks itch like fleas and ticks I swoop low and prey on tricks Large I've got my own prefix I'll stop twitchin wheres my fixer I gonna break shit up like Twix Chorus Fool get a clue it's a new game Can't be trippin on you I go my own way Players gonna play with who they wanna play with People gonna always lay with who they wanna lay with You want me to want what you want (I go my own way) You want me to be like you be (I go my own way) You want me to trip like you be trippin (I go my own way) Gotta go my own way (I go my own way) Maybe it ain't your flava but I'm gettin wit it Maybe you wouldn't be seen wit it yo but I'm splittin wit it Maybe it ain't your style or your shape but I'm hittin it You want me to hate what you hate But quit it forget it Cause I ain't wit it This country tis of thee Taught me how to bring the groceries Now I'm crazy just like I'm supposed to be Smokin mothafuckas my mentality Sex, money, and drugs mean the most to me Murderin mothafuckas ain't a thang to me And I'ma keep slanging G Hold on young blood hold on You gotta keep holdin on You gotta keep on fightin |
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Hit em with the rhythm of the future x4
[Krazy Horse/Shock G] (In the future) It's gonna be a rhythm divine A paradise peace of mind vibe for every kind Text to the sexless, dollars to the needy Power to the people but DEATH to the greedy (In the future) There's gonna be a new drug To keep the people sleep deep on the streets Strung up! It keeps you lifted longer We be faxing freaks through that Internet Hold on, I think I got 2 new females in my e-mail [Shock G] They told me unity was not at home But they lied I seen them with my TV screen phone [Mac-Mone] (In the future) I tap through the web online Find time to program a freak the way I program the beats Tweak the eats, ni son chi Now ladies speak your speech Hella sweet but kinda salty your balls (In the future) Uhhh, now that's what I'm talkin bout Got me this hard, dry swollen, out of control Bow to the audience Collect your chips and switch your clips And leave the scene with the green We give them future rhythm [??] Moses knows this so he flows Prophesy for the future They're making microchips for your toes [Humpty Hump] And the Nose knows those that goes Against the flow of Mother Nature You're breaking up the show [Shock G] Louie Louie, yes we received your fax It said to have each others' backs [Krazy Horse/Shock G] (In the future) No imitation Gs flexing tecs in the hood Bravery turned sweetery, 150 turns on their streetery Warriors who blast passed what they can't do It's how we're hitting em in the future rhythm (In the future) We'll still be getting lifted The gifted will rise, no lies from the higher-ups Power shifted, wine and [????] ain't gon be the pride Of brown town, less stress and desperation in our eyes Hit em with the rhythm of the future Baby, let me play with you (x4) |
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[Shock G]
Got that bang, mayne Mmm-hmm Twenties, thirties what you need? See, this is full spectrum Undiluted heavyweight bang Yeah, we moving weight And you can reach me on the internet Come get what you need [Krazy Horse/Shock G] Not just a nickel bag full, mayne Give me the fat, jumbo thirty bag of bang Watch what you slang Cause if it sound the same I'll keep looking Ain't putting fake music in my veins (no, no, no) Not just a nickel bag full Or a dime bag of bull cause I need my tummy full Pop daddy brought a fatty, slinging that banging But underground mommy bought me hella bump Hella bump [Shock G] Flow on, baby, so I can get my bump on If we got any real bump junkies in the house Like myself >From now on no more nickels and dimes, baby Rolling or the folding kind Now's the time to grind my way And bump with conviction [Krazy Horse/Shock G] A thirty bag of bang, baby Look at the way we bumping Take a swig of this here swing And recognize who pumping junk Who pumping stuff, who give you the Holy Ghosties Who rocks the spot To bring the groceries with the most ease Not just a nickel bag full I need a twenty so my tummy gets full Not just a nickel bag full You gotta give me hella bump, hella bump [Shock G] I'm picky about my flowing Not too slow and not too fast You gotta be banging Want to feel like you like some ass Cop it somewhere else if you're bumping cut You're giving away the ???? But still you're stingy with the bump Fronting on the funk we love Heavy bass thriller The humping, trunk-dwelling, hella-bumping party killer While we singing knock me down Lift me up, tell me something good And give me hella bump [Digital Underground x2] Yeah, we roll with the flow It's all we know The D slanging hella bump |
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from Digital Underground - Future Rhythm (2005)
The Humpty Dance lyrics
Verse One: Humpty Hump (Shock G) A'ight, stop whatcha doin' 'Cause I'm about to ruin The image and the style that ya used to. I look funny, But yo, I'm makin' money, see So yo world I hope you're ready for me. Now gather 'round I'm the new fool in town And my sound's laid down by the Underground. I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf So just let me introduce myself My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty. Yo ladies, oh how I like to funk thee. And all the rappers in the top ten, please allow me to bump thee. I'm steppin' tall, y'all, And just like Humpty Dumpty You're gonna fall when the stereos pump me. I like to rhyme,I like my beats funky, I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy. I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack But sometimes I get ridiculous I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice Hey yo fat girl, c'mere - are ya ticklish? Yeah, I called ya fat. Look at me, I'm skinny It never stopped me from gettin' busy I'm a freak I like the girls with the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy. Allow me to amaze thee. They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me. I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants And I even got my own dance {Chorus:} The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Verse Two: People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'" That's all right 'cause I get things cookin' Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me But ya can't get near me I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B, All the girls they adore me Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere 'Cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear. My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge, Both how I'm livin' and my nose is large I get stupid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid, I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it, I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits Also told ya that I like to bite Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write. All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance And now I'm gonna do my dance. {Chorus} Breakdown: Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh, yeah! Now that I told ya a little bit about myself Let me tell ya a little bit about this dance It's real easy to do - check it out Verse Three: First I limp to the side like my leg was broken Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin' Crazy wack funky People say "Ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty!" That's all right 'cause my body's in motion It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion Anyone can play this game This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name No two people will do it the same Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain Humpin', funkin', jumpin', Jig around, shakin' ya rump, And when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump Tell him "Step off, I'm doin' the Hump!" {Chorus} Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Let's get stupid! {Chorus} Oh, yeah, come on and break it down Outro: Once again, the Underground is in the house I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world, Keep on doin' the Humpty Dance, And to the ladies, Peace and humptiness forever {Music and fade} |
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from Digital Underground - Future Rhythm (2005)
Verse 1 *(Shock G)* Mammy, zammy, damn there's nothin to me but when they rock us in the streets we say "Ooo-we" you see the freak in the beat, she do me I hit that mitty-bitty wit the sticky ooo-we gooy I got more funk in my left in my left pinky toe I got more soul in my style then they will ever know I got more rhythm than I'll ever need to show we got them groceries bro yo Luniz let go. Verse 2 *(Numskull)* I got the flow so let the Luni man take over get deep into my hold if ya lost, then picture gold I heard styles that others stole but it's no original flow like the Luniz an the man wit the nose. Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* Notice my flows kick like a loaded Mac-11 ghetto heavy, could climb wit mo "Good Times" than James Devin glock wars meanin you critize Tupac for homies in the hood, we strap Rugers an "We Got More". Chorus *(Shock G)* Didn't ya know our brothas got more so check the new flow cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh. Look how we throw a lil sumpthin to roll to hold you, from the O-we-O-we-O. Verse 4 *(Shock G)* I got that Voodoo runnin through my veins quit surpressed yes crazy no not insane I smoothie through the menu then I make my order I got that dominate gene so if ya 'noid hide yo daughter the love ya givin is based on what I do for you for the right amount of money you probably let me ??? you I like to glide up in it, but I got my pride ain't no whore don't second guess yo man cuz he got more. *(Chorus)* Verse 5 *(Yukmouth)* Studio gangstas wanna battle, well let's battle I blasted they plastic ass get put under ground wit the fragments. Verse 6 *(Numskull)* Snaggle tooth rhymers wit no flavor save a gang a neighbors then move away so they won't be called haters. Verse 7 *(Yukmouth)* Captain Save-A-Hoe up-up an away ya go the "O" is too unfadeable. Verse 8 *(Numskull)* But don't trip get a grip make ya own skit be sure before you slide through the door cuz "We Got More". Chorus *(Shock G)* 2x Didn't ya know our brothas got more so check the new flow cuz here we go-e-o-we-oh. Look how we throw a lil sumpthin to roll to bump hoes to from the O-we-O-we-O. |
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from Digital Underground - Rhino Hi-Five: Digital Underground (2006)
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Now as the record spins around, you recognize this sound Well, it's the Underground, You know that we're down with wutchyalike Yeah, with wutchyalike, yeah And though we're usually on the serious tip, check it out Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight We're gonna say what we like 'Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many people in the flow Would like to just let yourselves go and doowutchyalike Yeah, well tonight's your night Just eat food, try not to be crude or rude Kill the attitude, chill the serious mood And doowutchyalike Yeah, and doowutchyalike, everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go whereyalike Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh I mean rich, poor, high, low, or upper-middle class Let's all get together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it don't move Doowutchyalike Sometimes I bite Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat And if you're dirty, then go take a bath Messed up the line? Nope, sometimes I don't rhyme Help yourself to a cracker, with a spread of cheddar cheese Have a neck bone, you don't have to say please Eat wutch ya like, yo, smell how ya like Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, doowutchyalike, you know what I'm sayin'? Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh (Whatever you like to do, talk how ya like) Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool 'Cause everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like Homegirls, for once, forget you got class See a guy you like, just grab 'em in the biscuits And doowutchyalike Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown It really doesn't matter, we can all get down And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like From a pink-skinned yankee, to a blue black southerner Ditch digger or a governor Just doowutchyalike Look how ya like Now don't you know we're gettin' busy, it can't be corrected [Incomprehensible] had to be deaf I say what I like Like I said, sometimes we bite Even though you don't think it's right, yo, I like to bite Just havin' fun y'all, and if you think that it's wrong You got to admit, it's a new type of song Doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go where ya like Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, do who ya like Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Alright, here we go, y'all, doowutchyalike Talk how ya like Drink wutch ya like Grab who ya like Feel wutch ya like Eat wutch ya like Scratch where ya like Itch if ya like Daddy, can I go outside? Huh, go where ya like, kid A brief announcement to all radio DJ's If this record is currently being played at your station We will provide the following time for you To announce your station identification We'd also like to add that we've now reached The three-and-a-half minute mark of this song Radio stations may begin your fade here For those that would like help, we will start your fade for you Now if this record is being played at a club, disco Lounge, house, basement, or block party Car stereo, stoop, or at any other social gathering We will now allow the beat to continue And proceed to give you more of what you like This message has been brought to you by the makers of The Way We Swing, and the Underground Talkhowyalike Posse I feel like a nice big bowl of cereal, icy cold milk Daddy, can I eat some ice cream? Look, I told you kid, eat wutch ya like, okay? Now the beat goes on 'til the break of dawn And just peep this, y'all, 'cause we're singin' a song And doowutchyalike, yeah doowutchyalike And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance, until it don't move, and doowutchyalike Like I said, sometimes we bite, now we're all gettin' stupid And actin' a fool, anything that ya really wanna do is cool So, Goldfingers, cut wutch ya like Now if you're hungry, get yourself something to eat And if you're dirty, then go take a bath And doowutchyalike Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip hop fans And since we're not your average everyday rap band Yo, Piano Man, play how ya like Just act a fool, it's okay if you drool Everybody's gonna strip, and jump in the pool An' what, wait a minute, wait a minute Don't take your clothes off yet, not yet Wait 'til we get home Now if you wear corrective shoes and you got big bunions Toenails smell and look like onions, don't doowutchyalike Go see a foot doctor tonight Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yeah, doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Just doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Everybody doowutchyalike Ooh, ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Straight hair, curled, casual and glamor A shy girl, or loud like a bama From Connecticut, or from Louisiana Bad table etiquette, too much chatter Very well spoken, or real bad grammar I minority token, a brother in the slammer A free civilian with a house in Santa Ana If ya got a million, and live in Atlanta If you got a weak bladder, or can't climb a ladder What we're sayin' is, it really doesn't matter I need a word that sounds like 'atta' Slipped on a peel of banana, doowutchyalike Yeah, cool, gettin' stupid Once again you got the sound of the Underground Baby Dope is in the house Boy, yea, are we puttin' things in check, Baby D? Too stupid check I'm wit' it, yea, yo Dave Let's show 'em some old school It makes no sense just standin' around Come on everybody, let's all hang out Yeah, and doowutwelike From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime Come on, young ladies, let's have good times And doowutwelike Now, I can sing, I can dance, I'm the king of romance Are you sweet young ladies gonna give me a chance To doowutchyalike? And get that thing packed tonight Vanessa Williams, ooh, you're so divine Just wanted to put your name in my rhyme And doowutchyalike Yeah, everybody doowutchyalike Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Ooh ooh, ooh ooh I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' End the record how we like |
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from Digital Underground - Rhino Hi-Five: Digital Underground (2006)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop
Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop We-we chocolate cross-over Yea, we chocolate cross-over See me cocoa might go pop I'm cocoa and I might go pop Now it's about time that I cleared this so pardon me miss but I'd like for you to hear this If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back You see, I feel real good inside, and it's just from your nearness there's no need for you to fear this Kiss me, I'll kiss you back mmmm- Well ya look kinda cute to me I think we can achieve this plus you act like you need this Kiss me and I'll kiss you back You act real fly Money-B's not buyin' it quit denyin' it you're better off tryin' it Freak me girl and I'll freak you back (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuuuuh) Through any kinda weather will me and you forever stay together Well I just don't know but I'll tell ya what though If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back (kiss you back) And I guess you wanna know if I'm gonna be around I ain't sure but I'll tell you what I do know If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back (kiss you back) Awright, lets do this If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yea, Kiss me and I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back You with it? 'cause if you with it, I'm with it, yo If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yea, mmm- Just kiss me then I'll kiss you back I'll kiss you back, I'll kiss you back Now I'm hopin' that you hear me 'cause I love it when you're near me and I'm tellin' you sincerely that if you kiss me girl I'll kiss you back 'cause I really really really like you and I just want to make it clear we're gonna keep it fair and square kiss me and I'll kiss you back Yo it's not funny! real cute is what you say to me but any other way you play me If you love me then I'll love you back When you say I get the most out of this it kind of bothers me a fair exchange and no robbery Love me girl and I'll love you back Now I'm hopin that you hear me cause I love it when you're near me And I know you know I knew this so I guess that we can do this Awright, sing it with me again, c'mon If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Come on, keep it going If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yeah, ladies? If you love me boy I'll love you back Oh yeah? Yo I'm with it! If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Awright, awright that's cool, now let's change it up a little If you play with my tummy I'll tickle your feet You know? If you touch me here I'll touch you there Yeah, put lotion on me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back I'll kiss you back If you love me girl I'll love you back I'll love you back We know what you go though sometimes we put you down People treat you coldly they know you sleep around We never want to disrespect you And tell anyone in town But if you love me then I'll love you back I'm askin' if you're down I'm hopin' that you hear me 'cause I love it when you're near me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back I'll kiss you back You know I know you knew this so I guess that we could do this If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back You know what I'm sayin'? I mean if it's a deal to you it's a deal to me, but yo Kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yo let's kick it one more time, come on kick it If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Kiss me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back And I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you play with my feet I'll tickle your tummy If you love me boy I'll love you back Yea, I like it when the girls do it If you love me boy I'll love you back Come one ladies, one more time, kick it If you love me boy I'll love you back Cause if you kiss me then I'll kiss you back But if you hit me then I'll hit you back Smack me and I'll smack you back If you scratch me here I'll scratch you there Aww, put lotion on me If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you kiss me girl I'll kiss you back If you touch me here I'll thouch you there Touch me here, baby, and I'll touch you there If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Yea! Yo this is pumpin'! Yo Shock this is pumpin' man, this sounds like somethin I'd do! I hear ya, I hear ya Hump! You know what I'm sayin? Yeah. 'cept I'd do it like this: Hit it girls If you pinch my nose I'll play with your toes You know what I'm sayin? Right, right, right If you look real cutie I'll play with your booty Yeah Yeah Check it, yeah Yo, but would ya If you hold my nuts I'll Awright, that's enough! That's enough! What, what man? I ain't.. No, no Hump, come on man, no, no Awright, awright, awright Let's just keep it cool, you know what I'm sayin? If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Hold my nose! Uh-huh If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Jus't havin' fun with it, man, know what I'm sayin'? If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back Kiss me then I'll kiss you back Awright, heh heh Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop We-we chocolate cross-over See me cocoa might go pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa pop We chocolate cross-over We chocolate might cross over See me cocoa might go pop I'm cocoa and I might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me? I'm cocoa, and I might go pop See me cocoa might go pop Yeah, we cocoa and we might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me cocoa might go pop See me See me cocoa might go pop go pop See me cocoa might go pop Me cocoa and I might go pop hah hah hah hah hah See me cocoa might go pop |
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from Digital Underground - Rhino Hi-Five: Digital Underground (2006)
[Dr Cook]
Ruth, send in the next patient [Chorus x4] Dodio-doe, there'll be no nose job Said dodio-doe, no nose job (smarter than that) [Baby DHumpty-Hump] People say, yo Humpty now that your records is sellin Ain't it about time for you to be bailin out Of the race and community you come from Yo, your face has gotta change, Hump! Ice Cube says you're making more than Donald Trump So yo, go on and get your nose fixed, Hump Dr: Sit down HH: Wait a minute, uh-uh Dr: Get in the chair [Humpty-Hump] Listen, now the black girl wants to get her lip tucked She says Doc, I want my slim hips so I'm a slim figure The white girl says my hips are not big enough And yo, Doc, inject the collagen and make my lips bigger All of these so-called celebrities Sellin millions of records and claimin no responsibilities A young girl sees you on a TV show She's only six, says "Mama, I don't like my nose!" Why'd you have to go and mess up the child's head So you can get another gold waterbed?! You fakehaircontactwearinliposuction carnival exhibit Listen to my rhyme, you need to hear it [Chorus] [Humpty-Hump] Uh, and you don't stop, check it I smell the message from the TV Does my Humpty nose deceive me? Smells like the blacker the wacker Polly wants to be a cracker, if you let her But see for me, the bigger the nose the better They say the lighter the righter Oh yeah?! Well, that's tough Sometimes I feel I'm not black enough I'm high yellow, my nose is brown to perfection And if I was to change it'd be further in that direction So catch me on the beach, I'll be gettin a tan Make sure there's no mis |
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from Digital Underground - Rhino Hi-Five: Digital Underground (2006)
[Featuring 2Pac]
Chorus: repeat 2X All around the world,same song All all around the world same song [Shock G] I came for the party to get naughty, get my rocks on eat popcorn,watch you move your body to the pop song that I'm singing, dinga-linging, funky beats ringing everybody's swinging in the place as I kick the J and easy is my style R&B mixing it with the hip hop swing beat Champagne in my hand, it wont be long till I'm gone It's just the same old song [Humpty Hump] It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat kickin sweat drippin, girlies in the limo eatin chicken oops don't get the grease on your pantyhose I love ya Rover, move over, I gotta blow my nose Sneezin, but still I'm pleasin to all the slimmies Pull out my jimmie, time to get busy wit a Jenny if it's good and plenty, dont you know there I go, there I go, there I go But I dont go nowhere without my jim hat If I'm rappin, cause she's clappin then I'm strappin cause I'm smarter than that then girlie maybe we can get along Cutie after cutie, it's just the same old song Chorus: repeat 3X [Money B] Money B, the freaky deaky, the sqeaky meaky up and down as a matter of fact ill be right back i gotta take a leak So I'm drainin entertainin, but I got fame and the bases I touch to much for me tryin to be namin Aiyyo, you saw me on cable and gip I busted in and I was goin legit Clark Gable back in Pakland its the same old song sport these shorties, same freckles and hat drinkin the same 40's [Humpty Hump] hypothetical, political, lyrical, miracle whip just like butter, my ryhmes are legit Cause I'm the humpty. not humpty dumpty, but humpty hump here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump [Shock G] ah shut up and just listen not dissin dont get me wrong but to me its just the same old song so just watch, my name is shock, and i like to rock and you cant stop this 2Pac go ahead and rock this [2Pac] Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground Girls use to frown, say I'm down, when I come around gas me and when they pass me they use to diss me harrass me, but now they ask me if they can kiss me Get some fame, people change, wanna live they life high same song, can't go wrong, if I play the nice guy (clamin that they must have changed,just because we came strong) I remain, still the same (why Tu'?) cause it's the same song Chorus: repeat 3X |
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from Digital Underground - Rhino Hi-Five: Digital Underground (2006)
All right!
Stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to. I look funny but yo I'm makin' money see so yo world I hope you're ready for me. Now gather round I'm the new fool in town and my sound's laid down by the Underground. I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf so just let me introduce myself My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty. Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee. And all the rappers in the top ten--please allow me to bump thee. I'm steppin' tall, y'all, and just like Humpty Dumpty you're gonna fall when the stereos pump me. I like to rhyme, I like my beats funky, I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy. I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack but sometimes I get ridiculous I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice hey yo fat girl, c'mere--are ya ticklish? Yeah, I called ya fat. Look at me, I'm skinny It never stopped me from gettin' busy I'm a freak I like the girls with the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy. Allow me to amaze thee. They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me. I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants and I even got my own dance {Chorus:} The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Verse Two: People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'" that's all right 'cause I get things cookin' Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me but ya can't get near me I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B, all the girls they adore me Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere 'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear. My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge, both how I'm livin' and my nose is large I get stoopid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid, I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it, I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits Also told ya that I like to bite Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write. All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance and now I'm gonna do my dance. {Chorus} Breakdown: Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh, yeah! Now that I told ya a little bit about myself let me tell ya a little bit about this dance It's real easy to do--check it out Verse Three: First I limp to the side like my leg was broken Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin' Crazy wack funky People say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty That's all right 'cause my body's in motion It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion Anyone can play this game This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name No two people will do it the same Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain Humpin', funkin', jumpin', jig around, shakin' ya rump, and when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump tell him step off, I'm doin' the Hump. {Chorus} Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Let's get stoopid! {Chorus} Oh, yeah, come on and break it down Outro: Once again, the Underground is in the house I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world, keep on doin' the Humpty Dance, and to the ladies, peace and humptiness forever |
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from Rhino Hi-Five: Hip Hop [Vol 2] (2006)
All right!
Stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to. I look funny but yo I'm makin' money see so yo world I hope you're ready for me. Now gather round I'm the new fool in town and my sound's laid down by the Underground. I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf so just let me introduce myself My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty. Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee. And all the rappers in the top ten--please allow me to bump thee. I'm steppin' tall, y'all, and just like Humpty Dumpty you're gonna fall when the stereos pump me. I like to rhyme, I like my beats funky, I'm spunky. I like my oatmeal lumpy. I'm sick wit dis, straight gangsta mack but sometimes I get ridiculous I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice hey yo fat girl, c'mere--are ya ticklish? Yeah, I called ya fat. Look at me, I'm skinny It never stopped me from gettin' busy I'm a freak I like the girls with the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy. Allow me to amaze thee. They say I'm ugly but it just don't faze me. I'm still gettin' in the girls' pants and I even got my own dance {Chorus:} The Humpty Dance is your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, just watch me do the Humpty Hump Do ya know what I'm doin', doin' the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Verse Two: People say "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'" that's all right 'cause I get things cookin' Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me but ya can't get near me I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, B, all the girls they adore me Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere 'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear. My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge, both how I'm livin' and my nose is large I get stoopid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid, I use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it, I'm the one who said just grab 'em in the biscuits Also told ya that I like to bite Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write. All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance and now I'm gonna do my dance. {Chorus} Breakdown: Oh, yeah, that's the break, y'all Let me hear a little bit of that bass groove right here Oh, yeah! Now that I told ya a little bit about myself let me tell ya a little bit about this dance It's real easy to do--check it out Verse Three: First I limp to the side like my leg was broken Shakin' and twitchin' kinda like I was smokin' Crazy wack funky People say ya look like M.C. Hammer on crack, Humpty That's all right 'cause my body's in motion It's supposed to look like a fit or a convulsion Anyone can play this game This is my dance, y'all, Humpty Hump's my name No two people will do it the same Ya got it down when ya appear to be in pain Humpin', funkin', jumpin', jig around, shakin' ya rump, and when the dude a chump pump points a finger like a stump tell him step off, I'm doin' the Hump. {Chorus} Black people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump White people, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Puerto Ricans, do the Humpty Hump, just keep on doin' the hump Samoans, do the Humpty Hump, do the Humpty Hump Let's get stoopid! {Chorus} Oh, yeah, come on and break it down Outro: Once again, the Underground is in the house I'd like to send a shout out to the whole world, keep on doin' the Humpty Dance, and to the ladies, peace and humptiness forever |
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