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My Humps 
Medium
by The Black Eyed Peas
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What you gonna do with all junk
All that 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, check it out
I drive these scrubbers 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 sharing all their money got me wearing fly
Gear but I ain't asking, they say they love my ass and
Seven 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 time on me
She's got me spending
all your on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do with all junk
All that junk inside that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get, you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
What you do with all that ass
All that ass inside 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, it out
I met a down at the disco
She said (hey, hey, hey) you let's go
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money
I mix your with my puff
Milky, milky cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They standing next to me
Always next to me
to feel my hump, hump
Looking at my lump, lump
You can look but you can't touch it, if you touch it
Imma 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 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 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
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 with all that junk
All that junk that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you drunk off this hump
What you gonna do with all that breast
All that breast shirt
Imma make, make, make, you work
Make you work, work, make you work
She's got me spending
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
All that 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, check it out
I drive these scrubbers 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 sharing all their money got me wearing fly
Gear but I ain't asking, they say they love my ass and
Seven 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 time on me
She's got me spending
all your on me (on me, on me)
What you gonna do with all junk
All that junk inside that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get, you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
What you do with all that ass
All that ass inside 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, it out
I met a down at the disco
She said (hey, hey, hey) you let's go
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money
I mix your with my puff
Milky, milky cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa puff
Milky, right
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They standing next to me
Always next to me
to feel my hump, hump
Looking at my lump, lump
You can look but you can't touch it, if you touch it
Imma 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 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 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
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 with all that junk
All that junk that trunk
Imma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you drunk off this hump
What you gonna do with all that breast
All that breast shirt
Imma make, make, make, you work
Make you work, work, make you work
She's got me spending
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
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