This is what I have to listen to at work

BLACK EYED PEAS LYRICS

“My Humps”

What you gon’ 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 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 ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’ fly
But I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion’s,
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 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, up on me, on me

What you 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.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos 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 you 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 u,
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, up on me, on me.

What you 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.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you 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 this hump.
What you gon’ 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 spendin’.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me.

4 Replies to “This is what I have to listen to at work”

  1. This song is offensive to men as well as women. Is this what the ERA and feminism have come to? Elizabeth Cady Stanton is rolling over in her grave, and all of her humps and lumps have disintegrated.
    Here’s the opposite of that song. Also not great, but at least the message is better:

    Destiny’s Child – Independent Women Part 1
    From the album “Charlie’s Angels Soundtrack”

    Lucy Liu… with my girl, Drew… Cameron D. and Destiny
    Charlie’s Angels, Come on
    Uh uh uh

    Question: Tell me what you think about me
    I buy my own diamonds and I buy my own rings
    Only ring your cell-y when I’m feelin lonely
    When it’s all over please get up and leave
    Question: Tell me how you feel about this
    Try to control me boy you get dismissed
    Pay my own fun, oh and I pay my own bills
    Always 50/50 in relationships

    1 –
    The shoes on my feet
    I bought it
    The clothes I’m wearin
    I bought it
    The rock I’m rockin
    I bought it
    ‘Cause I depend on me
    If I wanted
    The watch you’re wearin
    I’ll buy it
    The house I live in
    I bought it
    The car I’m drivin
    I bought it
    I depend on me
    (I depend on me)

    2 –
    All the women who are independent
    Throw your hands up at me
    All the honeys who makin money
    Throw your hands up at me
    All the mommas who profit dollas
    Throw your hands up at me
    All the ladies who truly feel me
    Throw your hands up at me

    3 –
    Girl I didn’t know you could get down like that
    Charlie, how your Angels get down like that
    Girl I didn’t know you could get down like that
    Charlie, how your Angels get down like that

    Tell me how feel about this
    Who would I want if I would wanna live
    I worked hard and sacrificed to get what I get
    Ladies, it ain’t easy bein independent
    Question: How’d you like this knowledge that I brought
    Braggin on that cash that he gave you is to front
    If you’re gonna brag make sure it’s your money you flaunt
    Depend on no one else to give you what you want

    1 –

    2 –

    3 –

    Destiny’s Child
    Wassup?
    You in the house?
    Sure ’nuff
    We’ll break these people off Angel style

    Bridge –
    Child of Destiny
    Independent beauty
    No one else takes care of me
    Charlie’s Angels

    Whoa
    2 –

    3 – repeat ’til fade

  2. Frankly I’m offended that someone’s offended.

    Anyone else reading “My hump, my hump, my hump” and thinking “My tank, my tank, my tank”?

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