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Correct My Humps Lyrics
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Correct My Humps
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What cha gonna do wit all that junk All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk of 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 ices Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna Karan, they be sharin' all their money got me wearin' Fly gear but I ain't askin', they say they love my ass an' Se7en 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', 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 gots chu She's got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me and spending time on me She's got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me, ah, on me on me What cha gonna do wit all that junk All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk of my hump What cha gonna do wit all that ass All that ass inside 'em jeans? I'ma make, make, make, make you scream Make you 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 you let's go I could be your baby, you can be my honey Let's spend time, not money” “And mix your milk with my coco puffs Milky, milky coco Mix your milk with my coco puffs Milky, milky right” They say I'm really sexy, the boys they want to sex me They always standing next to me, always dancing next to me Tryin' to feel my hump, hump, lookin' at my lump, lump You can look but chu can't touch it, if you touch it I'm, ah start some drama, you don't want no drama No, no drama, no, no, no drama So don't pull on my hand, boy, you ain't my man, boy I'm just tryin' to 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, no In the back and in the front my lovin' gots chu She's got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me and spending time on me She's got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me, ah, on me, on me What cha gonna do wit all that junk All that junk inside your trunk? I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk Get you love drunk of my hump What cha gonna do wit all that ass All that ass inside 'em jeans? I'ma make, make, make, make you scream Make you scream, make you scream What cha gonna do wit 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 cha gonna do wit 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 spending Oh, spending all your money on me and spending time on me She's got me spending Oh, spending all your money on me, ah, on me, on me So real So real So real ...
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