You're one on a scale From one to ten Caught by surprise With your intent I wish I could take it but I can't I wish I could break you but I can't I wish
You're one on a scale from one to ten Caught by surpise with your intent I wish I could take it but I can't I wish I could break you but I can't I wish
all the spots, rock all the rocks Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin' now's When all the ballin' stops, nigga never Home got a chrome one and a yacht Ten
pussy, pussy's got me crazy Well-shaped, light skinned, clean lady Slapped me on a rubber my brother And dived straight for the covers One leg down one
assume position Wishin he would listen, so you start to kissin It's alive, and up goes, and up goes you're adrenaline You aimed, you fired, THERE YOU GO, limp
technique, I'm the one you let speak I collect crops and props like spinach I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten inch My soul brother Van Paul and
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
Verse One: Humpty Hump (Shock G) All right! Stop whatcha doin' 'cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to. I look funny but
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
position Wishin' he would listen, so you start to kissin' It's alive and up goes, and up goes you're adrenaline You aimed, you fired, there you go, limp
all the spots, rock all the rocks Cop all the drops, I know you thinkin' now's when all the ballin' stops Nigga never home got a chrome one and a yacht Ten
Verse One: Mase Now, who's hot who not Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop Who jewels got robbed
before they all close Hop in the Lac, Fleet wood eight four Twenty inch G's with tha triple gold spokes Creep in the door with my pockets on swole Limp
' burnt while I'm up in it Then I made her roll up while I was runnin' a bath And she said she do X, I gave her one and a half Let her get her roll on
you And don't be actin' like a punk Thinkin' you a soldier I see you gotta yourself cell phone I gotta number you can dial, son Make it nine-one-one
's me again, kickin' in your fuckin' doors I look for dividends, I ain't lookin' for you hoes You bitch can't comprehend, let me put one in ya bro Let me put one
pages of your book For one day they won?t block your route In the dead plot you dream in Ten go away Ten born of pray Ten go away Folding wormholes
you're movin' too fast The fifty-sixth said, he stuck a curling iron up that ass Now you think, you're hot shit Steppin' to Lyte with a limp, tryin'
