Lyrics Wind Me Up - Digital Underground
(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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1 Who's Bumpin'
2 On One
3 Cali Boogie
4 X for Tha Ear
5 More Manure
6 Blue Skyy (Select Mix Remix)
7 No Nose Job
8 The Mission
9 Blind Mice
10 Holla At Me
11 All About You
12 Wind Me Up
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