Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't wanna 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? Betta
Baby, we can do it, your time, do it right

Lick my belly button, whisper nothings
In my ear to get my in gear
Now, mamma's baby loves toast and jam
Melts in your mouth but not in hand
Black

the boys 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 your fake fingernails 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 What?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick,
I wanna get a of your pudd'n

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

With head beneath the blanket
Flip it, spank it, buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more a brother than a part-time lover
wack undercover, so brother, do your duty
When it comes to the bedroom, 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 like an old gold miner
No to taste test 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 more pudd'n than old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana
So, Molly
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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? [unverified] than
night, I'm liver 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 can't lose in Domingo
What about Atlanta? [unverified] than
Saturday night, I'm than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Holy
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Can I get a lick? Can I get a What?
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

Proof is in the pudd'n, so 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 of a Twinkie
'Cause I likes my men cot

And if you're then nigga, just forget it
You rub my back, or kiss my neck either
With you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head
lover, in between the sheets
As the bed springs creak, while I rips up the

Brothers love the pudd'n Lucy loves Ricky
Joanie loves Chachi, or Micky loves
But I getting hickies on my neck in the summer
'Cause wearing a turtle neck is a
I up the mike 'til your blood pressure rises

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