My Humps

Black Eyed Peas

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Whatcha gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
Imma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
My hump (x8)
My lovely little lumps. Check it out!

I drive this 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, maybe sharing
All their money got me wearin'
Flight, but I ain't asking
And they say they love my ass and
Se7en Jeans, True Religion
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on taking
And no, I ain't taking
We can keep on dating
I 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
(Oh) Spending all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spending
(Oh) Spending all your money on me (oh) on me, on me

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
Imma get get get get you drunk
Get you luv drunk off my hump
Whatcha gonna do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
Imma 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, let's go!
I could be your baby, you could be my honey
Let's spend time not money
I'll mix your milk with my coco puff
Milky, milky, coco
Mix your milk with my coco 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, Imma start some drama
You don't want no drama
No no drama, 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 (x10)
My lovely lady lumps (x3)
In the back and in the front
My love ain't 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 (oh) on me, on me

Whatcha gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get get get get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
Whatcha gonna do with all that brest?
All that brest inside that shirt?
Imma 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 (oh) on me, on me

Composição: David Payton / William Adams · Esse não é o compositor? Nos avise.
Enviada por ppvanzella, Traduzida por ppvanzella, Legendado por Beatryz e deaster.elton
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