My Humps Lyrics - Monkey Business - Black Eyed Peas

What you gonna do with all that junk 

All that junk inside your trunk? 

I'mma 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 

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Dolce & Gabbana 

Fendi and NaDonna 

Karan, they be sharing 

All their money got me wearing 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 keep on demonstrating 

My love (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 (oh) 

Spending all your money on me 

And spending time on me 

She's got me spending (oh) 

Spending all your money on me 

O-on me, on me 

What you gonna do with all that junk 

All that junk inside that trunk? 

I'mma get, get, get, get you drunk 

Get you love drunk off my hump 

What you gonna do with all that ass 

All that ass inside 'em jeans? 

I'mma 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 

I met a girl down at the disco 

She said: "hey, hey, hey, you, let's go 

I could be your 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, right" 

They say I'm really sexy 

The boys, they wanna sex me 

They always standing next to me 

Always dancing next to me 

Trying to feel my hump, hump 

Looking at my lump, lump 

You can look, but you can't touch it 

If you touch it, I'mma 

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 trying to 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 (oh) 

Spending all your money on me 

And spending time on me 

She's got me spending (oh) 

Spending all your money on me 

O-on me, on me 

What you gonna do with all that junk 

All that junk inside that trunk? 

I'mma get, get, get, get you drunk 

Get you love drunk off my hump 

What you gonna do with all that ass 

All that ass inside 'em jeans? 

I'mma make, make, make, make you scream 

Make you scream, make you scream 

What you gonna do with all that junk 

All that junk inside that trunk? 

I'mma get, get, get, get you drunk 

Get you love drunk off this hump 

What you gonna do with all that breast 

All that breast inside that shirt? 

I'mma make, make, make, make you work 

Make you work, work, make you work 

She's got me spending (oh) 

Spending all your money on me 

And spending time on me 

She's got me spending (oh) 

Spending all your money on me 

O-on me, on me