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My Humps 
Medium
by The Black Eyed Peas
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What you 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, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lovely little lumps, it out
I drive these scrubbers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all ice-ys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharing all their money got me wearing fly
Gear but I ain't asking, they say they love my ass and
Jeans, True Religion
I say no, but they keep giving
So I keep on taking and no I ain't faking
We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating
My love, my love, my love, my love
You my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps they got you
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me (on me, on me)
What you do with all that junk
All that junk that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get, you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
What you gonna do with all that ass
All that ass that jeans
I'm a 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
I met a at the disco
She said (hey, hey, hey) you let's go
I could be baby, you can be my honey
Let's time not money
I mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, milky cocoa, mix your with my cocoa puff
Milky, right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys wanna sex me
They always next to me
dancing to me
Trying to feel my hump, hump
at my lump, lump
You can look but you can't touch it, if you touch it
Imma start some drama
You don't no drama
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't on my hand boy
You ain't my man, boy
I'm trying 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
My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
My loving got you
She's got me spending
all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do all that junk
All that junk that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
What you gonna do all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt
Imma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, you work
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me, on me, on me
All that junk inside your trunk
Imma 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, it out
I drive these scrubbers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all ice-ys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharing all their money got me wearing fly
Gear but I ain't asking, they say they love my ass and
Jeans, True Religion
I say no, but they keep giving
So I keep on taking and no I ain't faking
We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating
My love, my love, my love, my love
You my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps they got you
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me (on me, on me)
What you do with all that junk
All that junk that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get, you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
What you gonna do with all that ass
All that ass that jeans
I'm a 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
I met a at the disco
She said (hey, hey, hey) you let's go
I could be baby, you can be my honey
Let's time not money
I mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, milky cocoa, mix your with my cocoa puff
Milky, right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys wanna sex me
They always next to me
dancing to me
Trying to feel my hump, hump
at my lump, lump
You can look but you can't touch it, if you touch it
Imma start some drama
You don't no drama
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't on my hand boy
You ain't my man, boy
I'm trying 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
My lovely lady lumps
My lovely lady lumps
In the back and in the front
My loving got you
She's got me spending
all your money on me
And spending time on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do all that junk
All that junk that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
What you gonna do all that breast
All that breast inside that shirt
Imma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, you work
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me
And spending on me
She's got me spending
Spending all your money on me, on me, on me
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