Letra de My Humps de Black Eyed Peas

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Letra de My Humps de Black Eyed Peas


Escrito por JoacoP
Miercoles, 22 Noviembre 2006

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What you gonna 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.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady 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 ice-ys.
Dolce & gabbana,
Fendi and then donna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin'
Fly gearrr but i ain't askin,
They say they love my ass 'n,
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 u,

She's got me spending.
(oh) spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(oh) spendin' all your money on me, on on me, on me

What you gonna 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.
What u go do with all that ass?
All that ass inside that jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u 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)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say i'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can't touch it,
If u 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 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 x3
In the back and in the front.
My lovin' got you,

She's got me spendin'.
(oh) spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(oh) 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'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump
What u go do with all that ass?
All that ass inside that jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
What you go do with 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 gonna do with all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

She's got me spendin'.
(oh) spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(oh) spendin' all your money on me, on on me, on me .
(oh) spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(oh) spendin' all your money on me, on on me, on me


  

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14 Ago 2008 viri
kr-o k- los bep son buenos tocando plis nunca cambien biggrin
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