Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

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

'Cause my neighbors are kind of
Comfy, cosy, now off with the
Can I get a witness? fitness
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 loves and jam
Melts in your mouth but not in your
Black

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day but you can't get in
you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that
And you can leave your fake 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 lick? Can I get a 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 taste of your

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

With your head the blanket
Flip it, spank it, gettin' naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a brother than a lover
Who's undercover, so brother, do your duty
When it to the bedroom, don't let him eat the pudd'n

If he got the head room
So, dip, D I P, if you wanna be a diver
Sport a helmet with a light like an old gold
No need to test the puddn's always fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're make a mess

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats pudd'n than old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't in Santa Domingo
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Molly
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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 [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Molly
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Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n than old folks bingo
Parker can't lose in Santa Domingo
What about [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Holy
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Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick?
Can I get a Can I get a lick, girl?
I wanna get a taste of your

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

And if unleaded then nigga, just forget it
You can't rub my back, or my neck either
With you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head
Undercover lover, in the sheets
As the bed springs creak, while I up the beat

Brothers love the like Lucy loves Ricky
Joanie Chachi, or Micky 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 rises

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