[Lyric] My Humps (Charlie Sparks)

[Intro: Fergie & will.i.am]
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
What you gon' 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
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump
I'ma 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
My hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lovely little lumps, check it out!
[Verse 1: Fergie]
I drivе these brothers crazy
I do it on thе daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these iceys
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharing
All their money, got me wearin'
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
My love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps they got you

[Chorus: Fergie]
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
Spending all your money on me
On-on me
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
Spending all your money on me
On-on me
[Post-Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]
What you gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk of my hump
What you gonna do with all that ass
All that ass inside em jeans?
I'ma 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
'Cause of my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump
My lovely lady lumps, check it out

[Verse 2: Fergie]
They say I'm really sexy
The boys they, wanna sex me
They always standing next to me
Always dancing next to me
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Looking 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 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
[Post-Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie]
What you gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk of my hump
What you gon' do with all that ass
All that ass inside em jeans?
I'ma make-make-make-make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
What you gon' do wit all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
What you gon' do with all that ass
All that ass inside em jeans?
I'ma make-make-make-make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream
What you gon' do wit all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump
What you gon' do with all that ass
All that ass inside em jeans?
I'ma 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

[Chorus: Fergie]
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
Spending all your money on me
On-on me
Spending all your money on me
And spending time on me
Spending all your money on me
On-on me

[Outro: Fergie]
I'ma get-get-get-get you drunk
Get you love drunk off this hump