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My Humps - Lil Jon Remix
Black Eyed Peas; Lil Jon
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What you gon' do wit' all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
My hump, my hump (huh)
My hump, my hump, my hump (what?)
My hump, my hump, my hump (huh?)
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 ices
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and that Donna
Karan, they be sharing
All their money
Got me wearin' fly
Gear but, I ain't asking
They say they love my ass in
Seven Jeans, True Religion
I say, "No," but they keep giving
So I keep on taking
And no, I ain't taken
We can keep on dating
I'ma keep on demonstrating 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 spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
O-on me, on me
What you gon' do wit' 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 gon' do wit' 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 humps (huh?)
My hump, my hump, my hump (what?)
My lovely lady lumps (huh?)
In the back and in the front (what?)
My hump, my hump, my hump
Girl, let's keep the trip to the disco
Yeah, let's go
We can get freaky-deaky over dancefloor
I'll dip you low
Then you could take a sip of my Coco'
Sip it slow (yeah, sip it real slow)
(Yeah, sip it real slow)
They say I'm really sexy
The boys, they wanna sex me
They always standing next to me
Always dancing 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 loving got you
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
O-On me, on me
What you gon' do wit' 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 gon' do wit' all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
What you gon' do wit' 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 wit' all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Make your junk work, hmm, make your junk work, hm
Make your hump work
Make you work, work, make you work
Make your junk work, make your junk work
Make your hump work
Work it, just work it, work it