My Humps (A Capella) - Black Eyed Peas

Lyrics by：David Payton、William Adamson

Composed by：David Payton、William Adamson

Whatcha 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 and Gabbana

Fendi and that Donna

Karan they be sharin'

All their money got me wearing fly

Gear but I ain't askin'

They say they love my a*s in

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'

Now keep on demonstratin'

My love my love

My love my love

You love my lady lumps

My hump my hump my hump

My humps they got you

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

Oh spending all your money on me

On-on me

Whatcha 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

Whatcha gon' do with all that a*s

All that a*s inside them jeans

I'ma 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

They say I'm really sexy

The boys they wanna sex me

They always standin' next to me

Always dancin' next to me

Tryin' to feel my hump hump

Lookin' 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 tryin' 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

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

Spending all your money on me

On-on me

Whatcha 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

Whatcha gon' do with all that a*s

All that a*s inside them jeans

I'ma make make make make you scream

Make you scream make you scream

Whatcha 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

Whatcha gon' do with all that breast

All that breast inside that shirt

I'ma make make make make you work

Make you work work make you work

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

Spending all your money on me

On-on me on me