[Intro: Fergie & will.i.am]

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

[Verse 1: Fergie & will.i.am]

I drive these brothers 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 sharing all their money

Got me wearin' fly, but I ain't asking

They say they love my ass in Seven Jeans, True Religion

I say, "No," but they keep giving

So I keep on taking, and no, I ain't taken

We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating my love (Love)

[Pre-Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]

My love, my love, my love (Love)

You love my lady lumps (Love)

My hump, my hump, my hump (Love)

My humps, they got you

[Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]

She's got me spending (Ooh)

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

She's got me spending (Ooh)

Spending all your money on me

On-on me, on me

[Post-Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]

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 gonna do with 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 (Huh?)

My hump, my hump, my hump (What?)

My hump, my hump, my hump (Huh?)

My lovely lady lumps, check it out

[Verse 2: Fergie & will.i.am]

I met a girl down at the disco

She said, "Hey, hey, hey, yeah, 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 wanna sex me

They always standing next to me

Always dancing next to me

Tryna feel my hump, hump

Looking 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, no drama

So don't pull on my hand, boy

You ain't my man, boy

I'm just tryna dance, boy

And move my hump

[Pre-Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]

My hump

My hump, my hump, my hump

My hump, my hump, my hump

My hump, my hump, my hump

My lovely lady lumps (Love)

My lovely lady lumps (Love)

My lovely lady lumps (Love)

In the back and in the front (love)

My loving got you

[Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]

She's got me spending (Ooh)

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

She's got me spending (Ooh)

Spending all your money on me

On-on me, on me

[Post-Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie]

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 'em 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 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

[Chorus: Fergie & will.i.am]

She's got me spending (Ooh)

Spending all your money on me

And spending time on me

She's got me spending (Ooh)

Spending all your money on me

On-on me, on me

[Outro: Dante Santiago]

So real, so real

So real, so real

Surreal, surreal

Surreal, surreal

So real, so real

So real, so real

Surreal, surreal

Surreal, surreal

So real