My Humps

I’mma make-make-make-make you work, make you work-work, make you work.
I’mma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do with all that breast, all that breast inside that shirt?
What you gon’ do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
I’mma make-make-make-make you scream, make you scream make you scream!
What you gon’ do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
I’mma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.

What you gon’ do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
On, on me, on me.
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
In the back and in the front, my loving got you…

She’s got me spending…(ooh)
My lovely lady lumps, my lovely lady lumps,
My hump my hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps,
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,
Nono drama, nononono drama.
I’mma start some drama, you don’t want no drama.
Trying to feel my hump, hump, looking at my lump, lump,
You can look but you can’t touch it, if you touch it
They say I’m really sexy. Them boys, they wanna sex me,
They always standing next to me, always dancing next to me.
“Mix your milk with my cocoa, puh - milky, milky cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa, huh - milky, milky right…”
“Hey, hey-hey yeh let’s go. I could be your baby; you could be my honey, let’s spend time, not money” and:
I met a girl down at the disco, she said:
Check it out…

My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps.
Cuz of my hump, my hump my hump my hump,
I’mma make-make-make-make you scream, make you scream make you scream!
What you gon’ do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
I’mma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
On, on me, on me.

Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
She’s got me spending…(ooh)

My love my love my love. You love my lady lumps.
My hump my hump my hump. My humps, they got you…
We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating my love.
So I keep on taking, and no I ain’t taking,
“Seven jeans”, "True Religion", I say no but they keep giving
Brother I ain’t asking, they say they love my ass and
Caring, they be sharing all their money, got me wearing fly
Dolce and Gabbana, Fendi and Nedonna.
Look, they treat me really nicely; they buy me all these ices:
I drive these brothers crazy; I do it on the day
Check it out…

My hump my hump my hump. My lovely little lumps.
My hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump.

I’mma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.



What you gon’ do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?

*sighs*



(trumpets)

*sighs*

She’s got me spending…(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.

(piano)