Black Eyed Peas - My Humps lyrics
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All 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 icys
Dolce and Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Caring they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly
Brother, I ain't askin'
They say they love mah ass in
Seven Jeans
True religion
I say no
But they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't fakin'
We can keep on datin'
I'll 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 spending...
Ohh... Spending all your money on me... and spending time on me...
She's got me spending...
Ohh... Spending all your money on me... Uh on me, on me...
Whatcha gonna 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
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside your jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
Coz of my humps, my hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump, 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 can be ya baby, you could be my honey
Let's spend time not money
And mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky milky cocoa mix
Your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky milky
Riiiiight...
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
My lovely lady lumps, my lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
My loving got you...
She's got me spending...
Ohh... Spending all your money on me... And spending time on me...
She's got me spending...
Ohh... Spending all your money on me... Uh on me, on me...
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk
All junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside your jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
Whatcha gonna 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
Whatcha gonna do with all that breasts
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 spending...
Ohh... Spending all your money on me... And spending time on me...
She's got me spending...
Ohh... Spending all your money on me... Uh on me, on me...
