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My Humps

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What you gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump

My hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lovely little lumps
Check it out

I drive these brothers crazy, I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely, they buy me all these iceys
Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi, and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin' all their money, got me wearin' fly
But I ain't askin', they say they love my ass in
Seven Jeans, True Religion
I say: No, but they keep givin'
So I keep on taking and, no, I ain't taken
We can keep on datin', I keep on demonstratin' my love (love)

My love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love)
My hump, my hump, my hump (love)
My humps, they got you

She's got me spendin' (ooh)
Spending all your money on me
And spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin' (ooh)
Spendin' all your money on me
O-on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside 'em jeans?
I'ma make-make-make-make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream

'Cause of my hump (huh?)
My hump, my hump, my hump (what?)
My hump, my hump, my hump (huh?)
My lovely lady lumps
Check it out

I met a girl down at the disco
She said: Hey, hey, hey, yeah, let's go
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time, not money
And mix your milk with my Coco Puffs
Milky, milky coco
Mix your milk with my Coco Puffs
Milky, milky, right

They say I'm really sexy
The boys, they wanna sex me
They always standin' next to me
Always dancin' next to me
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Lookin' at my lump, lump
You can look, but you can't touch it
If you touch it, I'ma

Start some drama
You don't want no drama
No, no drama
No, no, no, no drama

So don't pull on my hand, boy
You ain't my man, boy
I'm just tryna dance, boy
And move my hump

My hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lovely lady lumps (love)
My lovely lady lumps (love)
My lovely lady lumps (love)
In the back and in the front (love)
My lovin' got you

She's got me spendin' (ooh)
Spendin' all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spendin' (ooh)
Spendin' all your money on me
O-on me, on me

What you gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump

What you gon' do with all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make-make-make-make you work
Make you work, work, make you work

She's got me spendin' (ooh)
Spendin' all your money on me
And spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin' (ooh)
Spendin' all your money on me
O-on me, on me

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