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My Humps 
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de The Black Eyed Peas
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What you gonna do with all junk
All junk inside your trunk
Imma 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 scrubbers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ice-ys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharing all their got me wearing fly
Gear but I ain't asking, they say love my ass and
Seven Jeans, True Religion
I say no, but they keep giving
So I on and no I ain't faking
We can keep on dating, I on demonstrating
My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps 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 money on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get, you drunk
Get you love off my hump
What you gonna do with all ass
All ass inside that jeans
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, you scream
'Cause of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lady lumps, check it out
I met a girl down at the disco
She said (hey, hey, hey) you let's go
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's time not money
I mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, milky right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they sex me
They always next to me
dancing next to me
Trying to feel my hump, hump
Looking at my lump, lump
You can but you can't touch it, if you touch it
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 a 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
Spending all your money on me
And on me
She's got me spending
Spending all money on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you off this hump
What you gonna do with all that breast
All that inside that shirt
Imma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work
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, on me, on me
All junk inside your trunk
Imma 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 scrubbers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these ice-ys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharing all their got me wearing fly
Gear but I ain't asking, they say love my ass and
Seven Jeans, True Religion
I say no, but they keep giving
So I on and no I ain't faking
We can keep on dating, I on demonstrating
My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps 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 money on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get, you drunk
Get you love off my hump
What you gonna do with all ass
All ass inside that jeans
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, you scream
'Cause of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lady lumps, check it out
I met a girl down at the disco
She said (hey, hey, hey) you let's go
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's time not money
I mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, milky right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they sex me
They always next to me
dancing next to me
Trying to feel my hump, hump
Looking at my lump, lump
You can but you can't touch it, if you touch it
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 a 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
Spending all your money on me
And on me
She's got me spending
Spending all money on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you off this hump
What you gonna do with all that breast
All that inside that shirt
Imma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work
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, on me, on me
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