BLACK EYED PEAS LYRICS
“My Humps”
What you gon do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
Ima 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 aint 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 aint 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,
Shes got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin all your money on me and spending time on me.
Shes 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?
Ima 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?
Im 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 lets 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 Im 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 cant touch it,
If you touch it I’ma start some drama,
You dont want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So dont pull on my hand boy,
You aint my man, boy,
Im just tryna 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,
Shes got me spendin.
(Oh) Spendin all your money on me and spending time on me.
Shes 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?
Ima 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?
Ima 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?
Ima 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?
Ima make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
Shes got me spendin.
Spendin all your money on me and spendin time on me
Shes got me spendin.
Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me.
That, alone is grounds for a new job.
Opps hit send Way too fast….” with Karata I’ll kick your Ass….from here to ……”
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
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”?