Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't wanna too much noise
Sneaking in your
So pull down the

'Cause my neighbors are of nosy
Comfy, cosy, now off with the
Can I get a witness? Betta
Baby, we can do it, take time, do it right

Lick my belly button, sweet nothings
In my ear to get my hormones in
Now, mamma's little baby toast and jam
Melts in your mouth but not in hand
pudd'n

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day Jehovah but you get in
you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that
And you can your fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a lady but I'm all woman
So check it, the proof is in the

Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick,
I wanna get a of your pudd'n

be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like that
Yeah ain't that a fact, pull out your
And begin the mixing, always in the bedroom
Never in the you can get busy

With your head beneath the
Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the
Want more from a brother than a part-time
Who's undercover, so brother, do your duty
When it comes to the bedroom, don't let him eat the

If he ain't got the head
So, dip, D I P, dive if you wanna be a
Sport a helmet with a light an old gold miner
No need to taste the puddn's always fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're gonna make a

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n than old folks bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Domingo
What about Atlanta? than Santa
night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Molly
([Unverified])

Can I get my in, no way
Now I more pudd'n than old folks play bingo
Parker can't lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana
So, Molly
([Unverified])

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n than old folks play
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
about Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Molly
([Unverified])

Can I get a lick? Can I get a What?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a What?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick,
I wanna get a taste of pudd'n

Proof is in the pudd'n, so get a taste
I know that you love it from the smile on face
Up and down like a slinky, let's get
The cream in the middle of a
'Cause I likes my men cot

And if you're unleaded then nigga, forget it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my either
With you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, head fever
lover, in between the sheets
As the bed springs creak, while I rips up the

Brothers the pudd'n like Lucy loves Ricky
Joanie loves Chachi, or loves Minne
But I have getting hickies on my neck in the
'Cause a turtle neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike 'til your blood pressure

It ain't the of pudd'n Bill Cosby advertises
out your spoon, and let us begin
But if you on the pudd'd
You not get your spoon in