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What you gonna 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 (huh)
My hump, my hump, my hump (what)
My hump, my hump, my hump (huh)
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's
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and that Donna
Karen they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Groba, I ain't askin'
They say they love my ass
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 (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love)
My hump, my hump, my hump (love)
My humps they got you (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, up on me, on me
What you gonna 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'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
'Cause of my humps (huh)
My hump, my hump, my hump (what)
My lovely lady lumps (huh) in the back and in the front (what)
My hump, my hump, my—
Girl let's take a trip to the disco, yeah, let's go
We can get freaky-deaky on the dance floor, I dip you low
You can take a sip of my cocoa, sip it slow
Yeah, sip it real slow, yeah, sip it real slow
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they wanna sex me
They always standin' next to me
Always dancin' next to me
Tryna 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 tryna 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 lovely lady lumps (love)
My lovely lady lumps, my lovely lady lumps (love)
In the back and in the front (love)
My humps they got you (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, up on me, on me
What you gonna 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'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
What you gonna 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 breast? All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work
Make you junk work
Make you junk work
Make your hump work
Make you work, work, make you work
Make you junk work
Make you junk work
Make your hump work
Work it, just work it, work it






















