Boy, be quite, me and tip toe Don't wanna too much noise Sneaking in your So pull the shades
'Cause my neighbors are of nosy Comfy, cosy, now off with the Can I get a Betta fitness Baby, we can do it, take your time, do it
Lick my button, whisper sweet nothings In my ear to get my hormones in Now, mamma's little loves toast and jam Melts in your mouth but not in 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 fingernails in my back Now, I may not be a lady but I'm surely all So check it, the 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 get a taste of your pudd'n
Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n jiggle like that Yeah ain't a fact, pull out your spoon And let's begin the mixing, in the bedroom Never in the you can get busy
With your head the blanket it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the 90's Want more from a than a part-time lover wack undercover, so brother, do your duty When it comes to the bedroom, don't let him eat the
If he ain't got the room So, dip, D I P, dive if you be a diver Sport a with a light like an old gold miner No need to taste test the puddn's fresh So, brothers, a bib if you're gonna make a mess
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Proof is in the pudd'n, so come get a I know that you love it from the on your face Up and like a slinky, let's get kinky The cream in the middle of a I likes my men cot diesel
And if you're unleaded then nigga, forget it You rub my back, or kiss my neck either you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head fever Undercover lover, in between the As the bed springs creak, while I rips up the
Brothers love the pudd'n like loves Ricky Joanie loves Chachi, or Micky loves But I have getting hickies on my neck in the 'Cause wearing a turtle neck is a I heats up the mike your blood pressure rises
It the kind of pudd'n Bill Cosby advertises Pull out your spoon, and let us But if you on the pudd'd You not get your spoon in