🎵 My Humps // by Ed Robertson

2 ContributorsMy Humps Lyrics [Verse 1] I drive these scrubs 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 sharin' all their money Got me wearin' fly My love My love, my love, my love You love my lady lumps My hump, my hump, my hump My humps they got you [Post-Chorus] 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 you gonna do with all that ass All that ass inside 'em jeans? I'm gonna make-make-make-make you scream Make you scream, make you scream [Verse 2] They say I'm really sexy The boys, they wanna sex me They always standin' next to me Always dancing next to me Tryna feel my hump, hump Lookin' at my lump, lump You can look, but you can't touch it If you touch it, I'ma start some drama You don't want no drama No, no drama, no, no, no drama My hump My hump, my hump, my hump My hump, my hump, my hump My lovely lady lumps My lovely lady lumps [Chorus] She's got me spending Spending all your money on me And spending time on me She's got me spending Spending all your money on me Upon me, upon me [Post-Chorus] 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 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