LyricsMy Humps

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What are you going to do with all that junk? All that junk in your trunk? I’ll get you drunk, get you drunk, get you drunk

Get your love trash off my bump My bump, my bump My bump, my bump, my bump My bump, my bump, my bump My lovely little bumps, watch this I drive these bros crazy I do it everyday They treat me real nice They buy me all that Dolce and Gabbana Fendi and Madonna Caring ice cream they share All their money got me carrying a fly Brother I don’t ask And they say they like my ass in jeans Seven , true religion I say no, but they keep giving So I keep taking And no I don’t take We can keep dating Now keep showing My love, my love, my love, my love You love my bump wife My bump, my bump, my bump My bumps they She got you She made me spend (oh) Spend all your money on me And spend time on me She made me spend (oh) Spend all your money for me Uh, for me, for me All that bric-a-brac in that trunk? I’m gonna make you, make you, get you drunk I’m gonna make you love the waste of my hump What you gonna do with all that ass All that ass inside the jeans I’m gonna make you, make you, make you , make you scream Make you scream, make you scream because of my bumps (huh) My bump, my bump, my bump (what?) My bump, my bump, my bump (huh) My beautiful lady bump, look at that J met a girl at the disco She said “hey, hey, hey”, yeah let’s go I can be you baby, you could be my darling Let’s spend time not money And mix your milk with my puff of coconut milky, coconut milky Mix your milk with my coconut puff Milky, milky it’s true They say I’m really sexy The boys they want to make love to me They always stand next to me They always dance next to me me I try to feel my bump, bump Look at my bump, bump You can look but you can’t touch it If you touch it I’ll start a drama You don’t want no d row, man And move my bump My bump, my bump, my bump, my bump My bump p, my bump, my bump, my bump My bump, my bump, my bump My lovely lady lumps (chunks) My lovely lady lumps ( pieces) My fair lady lumps (pieces) In the back and front loving got you She made me spend (oh) Spend all your money on me And spend time on me She made me spend (oh) Spend all your money for me Uh, for me, for me all this mess? All that bric-a-brac in that trunk? I’m gonna make you, make you, get you drunk I’m gonna love you on my hump What you gonna do with all that ass All that ass in the jeans I’m gonna make, make, make, make you scream Te make you scream, make you scream What are you going to do with all this mess? All that bric-a-brac in that trunk? I’m gonna get, get, get, get you drunk Make you love the smut of this hump What are you gonna do with all that titty It’s all that titty inside that shirt I’m gonna get you do, do, do, make you work Make you work-work, make you work She make me spend (oh) Spend all your money on me And spend time on me She make me spend (oh) Spend all your money on me Uh, for me, for me So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) Surreal (surreal), surreal (surreal) Surreal (surreal), surreal (surreal) ) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) Surreal (surreal), surreal (surreal) Surreal (surreal), surreal (surreal) So real (so real , if real)

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