Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't make too much noise
Sneaking in your
So pull the shades

'Cause my neighbors are of nosy
Comfy, cosy, now off the clothes-y
Can I get a Betta fitness
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, little baby loves toast and jam
in your mouth but not in your hand
Black

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 fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a lady but I'm surely all
So check it, the proof is in the

Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick?
Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a Can I get a lick, girl?
I wanna get a of your pudd'n

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

your head beneath the blanket
Flip it, spank it, buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a brother than a lover
Who's wack undercover, so brother, do your
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 helmet with a like an old gold miner
No need to taste the puddn's always fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if gonna make a mess

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n than old play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Domingo
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
Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Molly
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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
about Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana
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 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 know that you love it from the smile on your
Up and down a slinky, let's get kinky
The cream in the of a Twinkie
I likes my men cot diesel

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

Brothers love the pudd'n like Lucy Ricky
Joanie loves Chachi, or loves Minne
But I have getting hickies on my in the summer
'Cause wearing a neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike 'til your 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