Whatcha gon' do with
Whatcha gon' do
With all that junk
Junk
Whatcha gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get your 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 Isles
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and that Donna
Karan they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly Gear but I ain't askin'
They say they love my ass in
Seven Jeans, True Religion
I say no but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin' And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
Now keep on demonstratin'
My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps they got you
Spending all your money on me, they spent their entire money
My humps they got you
Whatcha gon' do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk?
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
Check it out
I drive these brothers crazy
I do it on the daily
They treat me really nicely
They buy me all these isles
Dolce & Gabbana
Fendi and that Donna
Karan they be sharin'
All their money got me wearing fly Gear but I ain't askin'
They say they love my ass in
Seven Jeans, True Religion
I say no but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin' And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
Now keep on demonstratin'
My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps
My hump, my hump, my hump
My humps they got you
Spending all your money on me, they spent their entire money
Spending all your money on me On-on me, on me