All that junk inside your trunk?

I'mma 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 NaDonna

Karan, they be sharing

All their money got me wearing fly gear

But I ain't asking

They say they love my ass in

Seven Jeans, True Religion

I say no, but they keep giving

So I keep on taking

And no, I ain't taken

We can keep on dating

I keep on demonstrating

My love (love)

My love, my love, my love

You love my lady lumps

My hump, my hump, my hump

My humps, they got you

She's got me spending (oh)

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

She's got me spending (oh)

Spending all your money on me

O-on me, on me

What you gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside that trunk?

I'mma get, get, get, get you drunk

Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gonna do with all that ass

All that ass inside 'em jeans?

I'mma 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 girl down at the disco

She said: "hey, hey, hey, you, let's go

I could be your baby, you could be my honey

Let's spend time not money

And mix your milk with my cocoa puff

Milky, milky cocoa

Mix your milk with my cocoa puff

Milky, milky, right"

They say I'm really sexy

The boys, they wanna sex me

They always standing next to me

Always dancing next to me

Trying to feel my hump, hump

Looking at my lump, lump

You can look, but you can't touch it

If you touch it, I'mma

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 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

My lovely lady lumps

My lovely lady lumps

In the back and in the front

My loving got you

She's got me spending (oh)

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

She's got me spending (oh)

Spending all your money on me

O-on me, on me

What you gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside that trunk?

I'mma get, get, get, get you drunk

Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gonna do with all that ass

All that ass inside 'em jeans?

I'mma 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'mma get, get, get, get you drunk

Get you love drunk off this hump

What you gonna do with all that breast

All that breast inside that shirt?

I'mma make, make, make, make you work

Make you work, work, make you work

She's got me spending (oh)

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

She's got me spending (oh)

Spending all your money on me

O-on me, on me