You Humped Me All Night Long
[BEP]
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
Girl 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

[Chorus: AC/DC]
'Cause the walls start shaking, the earth was quaking
My mind was aching and we were makin it and you
Shook me all night long
Yeah you shook me all night long
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
'Cause of my hump….my hump, my hump, my hump
My hump, my hump, my hump….my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

[Chorus]

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

[Chorus]
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
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

Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me
Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me