The Return of the Crazy One Digital Underground

[Intro]
Okay, buddy, start playing
One, two, buckle my shoe
Scooby-Doo, Humpty what you gonna do?

[Verse 1]
Lick, lick, let me lick, smell, let me smell the flavor
And taste the behavior, the way ya
Been kicking it while the Humpster was lamping
Fishing and camping, out renting boats in the Hamptons
Eating good, working out and giving charity
Working on my vocal cord clarity
Hell nah, I can't front, I been at the crib G-ing
Slapping poontang trying to be the mack pappy
40-dog and piña colada peein'
Making my rounds to keep the Humpty girls happy
If you missed, me I was laying in the cut
Wrecking big butts and scratching my knees
'Cause my homegirl's cat got fleas
That's how it goes, the beat flow-flows
Yo, peep the new color of my nose
Representing how we been living, that's how it is
I'm not the Biz, but if I was to pick a booger
It'd be a big fat, gooey gold plated loogie
But I was born a yankee, so I use my hanky
The way I wear my clothes freaks the hoes 'cause I'm lanky
Speaking of hankies, I like hanky-panky
Especially when the hanky-panky's stanky
Of course ain't gonna be too much stanking
'Cause then my duty would be to give the booty a spanking
I like biscuits and grits, hold the sausage
And so you know it's me, I wrote some nonsense
Hova-glova, nivlan-blizman glaze-nell
The return of the crazy one