Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
U can look but you can’t touch it,
If u 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.
What you gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
There really should only be one "Baby Got Back."