[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
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.
[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)
[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
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
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
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
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)
[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
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