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- Black Eyed Peas My Humps 歌詞
- Black Eyed Peas
- 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 ice-ys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Karan they be sharin
All their money got me wearin
Fly gearrr but I ain t askin
They say they love my ass n
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 demonstrating
My love my love my love my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump my hump my hump
My humps they got u
She s got me spending
（Oh） Spendin all your money on me
and spending time on me
She s got me spendin
（Oh） Spendin all your money on me
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 u gon do with all that ass
All that ass inside them jeans
I m a make make make make you scream
Make u scream make you scream
Cos 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 yea let s go
I could be your baby you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff
Milky milky cocoa
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff
milky milky riiiiiiight
They say I m really ***y
The boys they wanna *** me
They always standing next to me
Always dancing next to me
Tryin a feel my hump hump
Lookin at my lump lump
U can look but you can t touch it
If u 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 tryn 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 x3
In the back and in the front
My lovin got u
She s got me spendin
（Oh） Spendin all your money on me
and spending time on me
She s got me spendin
（Oh） Spendin all your money on me
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 them jeans
I ma make make make make you scream
Make you scream make you scream
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 this hump
What you gon do wit all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt
I ma make make make make you work
Make you work work make you work
She s got me spendin
Spendin all your money on me and spendin time on me
She s got me spendin
Spendin all your money on me on me on me
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