My Humps

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 sharing all their money Got me wearin' fly, 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 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 sharing all their money Got me wearin' fly 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 Looking 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