Karaoké My Humps (Dance Remix) Black Eyed Peas

What you gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk

I'm a 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 icies

Dolce and Gabbana

Fendi and then Donna

Karen they be sharin' all their money got me wearin' fly

Gear but I ain't askin' they say they love my butt in

Seven Jeans True religion

I say no but they keep givin'

So I keep on takin' and no I ain't fakin'

We can keep on datin'

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

Spendin' all your money on me on on me on me

What you gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk

I'm a get get get get you drunk

Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gonna do with all that butt

All that butt inside that jeans

I'm a make make make make you scream

Make you scream make you scream

'Cos of my hump my hump my hump my hump

My hump my hump my hump

My lovely lady lumps check it out

They say I'm really sexy the boys they wanna sex me

They always standin' next to me always dancing next to me

Tryin' to feel my hump hump lookin' at my lump lump

You can look but you can't touch it if you touch it I'm a

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 tryn'a 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 lovin' got you spendin' all your money on me

On on me on me

What you gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk

I'm a get get get get you drunk

Get you love drunk off my hump

What you gonna do with all that butt

All that butt inside that jeans

I'm a make make make make you scream

Make you scream make you scream

What you gonna do with all that junk

All that junk inside your trunk

I'm a get get get get you drunk

Get you love drunk off this hump

What you gonna do wit all that breast

All that breast inside that shirt

I'm a make make make make you work

Make you work work make you work