The Black Eyed Peas – My Humps

My Humps lyrics

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 of my humps

My humps, my humps

My humps, my humps, my humps

My humps, my humps, my humps

My lovely little lumps

Check it out

I drive these fuckers crazy

I’ve do it on the daily

They treat me really nicely

They buy me all these ices.

Dolce & Gabbana

Fendi and NaDonna

Karan they be sharin’

All their money got me wearin’ fly

Brother I ain’t askin’

They say they love my ass ’n’

Seven Jeans True Religion’s

I say no but they keep givin’

So I keep on takin’

And no I ain’t taken

We can keep on datin’

I keep on demonstrating.

My love

My love, my love, my love

You love my lady lumps

My hump, my hump, my hump

My humps they got you

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin’ all your money on me

And spending time on me.

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin’ all your money on me

Up on me...

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 humps

What you gon’ do with all that ass?

All that ass inside them jeans?

I’ma make, make, make, make you scream

Make you scream, make you scream.

’Cause of my hump

My humps, my humps, my humps

My humps, my humps, my humps

My lovely lady lumps

Check it out

I met a girl

Down at the disco.

She said hey hey hey ya let’s go.

I could be your baby

You can be my honey

Let’s spend time not money.

I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff

Milky milky cocoa Mix your

Milk with my cocoa puff

Milky, milky right.

They say I’m really sexy

The boys they wanna sex

They always standing next to me

Always dancing next to me

Try’n’a 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 tryin’ 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

My lovely lady lumps

My lovely lady lumps

In the back and in the front

My lovin’ got you

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin’ all your money on me

And spending time on me.

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin’ all your money on me

Up on me...

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 humps

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.

Ahh ahh ah ah

Ahh ahh ah ah ahh

Ahh ah ah ahh ahh

Ah ahh ahh ahh ahh

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin’ all your money on me

And spendin’ time on me

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin’ all your money on me

Up on me, on me.