My Humps - Joshwa/Lee Foss

Lyrics by：William Adams/David Payton

Composed by：William Adams/David Payton

Whatchu gon' do with

Whatchu gon' do with

Whatchu gon' do with all that junk

Junk

Whatchu gon' do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk

I'ma 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 ices

Dolce and Gabbana

Fendi and that Danna

Karan they be sharin'

All their money got me wearin' fly

Gear but I ain't askin'

They say love my a*s in

Seven jeans true Religion

I say no but they keep givin'

So I keep on takin'

And know I ain't takin'

We can keep on dating

And I keep on demonstrating

My love

My love my love my love

You love my lady lumps

My hump my hump my hump

My humps they got you

My humps they got you

My humps they got you

Spending all your money on me

Spending all your money on me ah on me on me

Ah on me on me

Ah on me

Whatchu gon' do with all that junk

All that junk inside that trunk

I'ma get get get you drunk

Get you love drunk off my hump

Whatchu gon' do with all that a*s

All that a*s inside them jeans

I'ma 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

My hump my hump my hump

You can look but you can't touch if

You touch it touch it

Touch it

Touch it

Touch it touch it

Whatchu gon' do