D-Flow Production Squad - Wind Me Up lyrics

(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 ba**, 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 ba** 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 sh**! Sang! (Chorus)