My Humps - The Black Eyed Peas (lyrics) Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that junk All that junk inside your trunk? I\u0027ma 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 & Gabbana Fendi and that Donna Karan they be sharin\u0027 All their money got me wearing fly Gear but I ain\u0027t askin\u0027 They say they love my ass in Seven Jeans, True Religion I say no but they keep givin\u0027 So I keep on takin\u0027 And no I ain\u0027t taken We can keep on datin\u0027 Now keep on demonstratin\u0027 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\u0027s got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me And spending time on me She\u0027s got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me On-on me, on me Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that junk All that junk inside that trunk? I\u0027ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk off my hump Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that ass All that ass inside them jeans? I\u0027ma make, make, make, make you scream Make you scream, make you scream \u0027Cause of my hump (hump), my hump, my hump, my hump (what?) My hump, my hump, my hump (hump), my lovely lady lumps Check it out I met a girl down at the disco She said, \u0022Hey, hey, hey, yeah, let\u0027s go\u0022 I could be ya baby, you could be my honey Let\u0027s spend time not money And mix your milk with my coco puff Milky, milky coco Mix your milk with my coco puff Milky, milky Right They say I\u0027m really sexy The boys they wanna sex me They always standin\u0027 next to me Always dancin\u0027 next to me Tryin\u0027 to feel my hump, hump Lookin\u0027 at my lump, lump You can look but you can\u0027t touch it If you touch it I\u0027ma start some drama You don\u0027t want no drama No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama So don\u0027t pull on my hand, boy You ain\u0027t my man, boy I\u0027m just tryin\u0027 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 (lump) My lovely lady lumps my lovely lady lumps (lump) In the back and in the front (Lump) My loving got you She\u0027s got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me And spending time on me She\u0027s got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me On-on me, on me Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that junk All that junk inside that trunk? I\u0027ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk off my hump Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that ass All that ass inside them jeans? I\u0027ma make, make, make, make you scream Make you scream, make you scream Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that junk All that junk inside that trunk? I\u0027ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk off this hump Whatcha gon\u0027 do with all that breast All that breast inside that shirt? I\u0027ma make, make, make, make, you work Make you work, work, make you work She\u0027s got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me And spending time on me She\u0027s got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me On-on me, on me So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real), so real (so real) So real (so real)