Boy, be quite, me and tip toe Don't make too much noise Sneaking in window So down the shades
my neighbors are kind of nosy Comfy, cosy, now off the clothes-y Can I get a witness? fitness Baby, we can do it, take your time, do it
Lick my belly button, sweet nothings In my ear to get my hormones in Now, mamma's little loves toast and jam Melts in your but not in your hand pudd'n
Separates the from the men You can all day Jehovah but you can't get in Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're all of that And you can leave your fake fingernails in my Now, I may not be a but I'm surely 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 Can I get a lick, girl? I wanna get a taste of pudd'n
Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle that Yeah ain't that a fact, pull out spoon And let's the mixing, always in the bedroom in the kitchen you can get busy
With your head beneath the Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause in the 90's Want more from a brother than a lover Who's wack undercover, so brother, do duty When it comes to the bedroom, let him eat the pudd'n
If he ain't got the room So, dip, D I P, dive if you wanna be a Sport a helmet with a light an old gold miner No to taste 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 more pudd'n than old folks play bingo Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a So, Molly ([Unverified])
Can I get my in, no way Now I eats more than old folks play bingo Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa What about Atlanta? than Santa Saturday night, I'm liver than 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? [unverified] than Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a So, Molly ([Unverified])
Can I get a Can I get a lick? What? Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick? 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, let's get The cream in the middle of a I likes my men cot diesel
And if unleaded then nigga, just forget it You rub my back, or kiss my neck either With you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy fever Undercover lover, in between the As the bed springs creak, while I up the beat
Brothers love the pudd'n Lucy loves Ricky Joanie Chachi, or Micky loves Minne But I have getting on my neck in the summer 'Cause wearing a turtle is a bummer I up the mike 'til your blood pressure rises
It ain't the of pudd'n Bill Cosby advertises Pull out your spoon, and let us But if you on the pudd'd You might not get spoon in