My Humps

What you gon' do with–

What you gon' do with all that junk?

Junk

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 gear, 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 takin'

And, no, I ain't taken

We can keep on datin'

I keep on demonstratin'

My love, my love, my love, my love

You love my lady lumps

My hump, my hump, my hump

My humps, they got you

My humps, they got you

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps...

My humps, they got you

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps...

Spending all your money on me

Spending all your money on me

On-on me, on me

On-on me, on me

On-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 gon' 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

My hump, my hump, my hump

My hump, my hump, my hump

My lovely lady lumps, check it out

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps

Lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps, lumps...

My hump, my hump, my hump

You can look, but you can't touch it

If you touch it, touch it

Touch it

Touch it

Touch it, touch it

What you gon' do with–