My Humps (Party Shirt Remix) Black Eyed Peas

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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

Tryna feel my hump, hump
Looking at my lump, lump
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Looking at my lump, lump
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Tryna feel my hump, hump
Tryna feel my hump, hump

What you gon' do with
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get you drunk
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get you drunk
Get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get-get

What you gon' do with
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 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