Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
wanna make too much noise
Sneaking in your
So down the shades

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

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

Separates the boys the men
You can all day Jehovah 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 it, the proof is in the pudd'n

Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a 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, out your spoon
And let's begin the mixing, in the bedroom
Never in the kitchen you can get

With your head beneath the
Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a than a part-time lover
Who's wack undercover, so brother, do your
When it comes to the bedroom, let him eat the pudd'n

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

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

is in the pudd'n, so come get a taste
I that you love it from the smile on your face
Up and down like a slinky, get kinky
The in the middle of a Twinkie
I likes my men cot diesel

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

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

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