i got the lirics, know them by heart!
whatcha gon' do wif all that junk all that junk iside yo trunk?
i'ma get get get u drunk get you love drunk off this hump!
my hump,my hump my hump, my hump my hump!
my hump , my hump, my hump, my lovley lady lumps,check it out!
i drive these brothers crazy i do it on the daily
they treat me realy nicley they buy me all these iceies!
dolchic and kabbana, freddy and nadanna,
karin they be sharin all their money i be wearin, fly.
and no i aint no as-kin, they say they love my ***'in
7 jeans true religions, i say no! but they keep givin.
so i keep on takin'
and, no, i aint takein,
so we can keep on datein i keep on demonstraitin'!
(the other long part, i'm 2 lazy to go through the midle.)
they say i'm realy *exy the boys they wanna ***me.
allways standin' next to me allways dancin next to me,
tryna feel my hump humps lookin at my lumps lumps,
you can look but u cant touch it itf u touch it, ima
start some drama , you don't want no drama, no.no, drama.
no, no,no,no drama, so don'y pull on my hand boy, you aint my man boy,
i'm just tryna dance boy, and move my hump!
<_< dance to my humps mimichi!!!!
