Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't wanna too much noise
Sneaking in window
So pull down the

'Cause my are kind 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

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

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day Jehovah but you get in
Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're all of that
And you can leave your fake 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 What?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a What?
Can I get a Can I get a lick, girl?
I wanna get a of your pudd'n

Must be Jell-O, 'cause don't jiggle like that
Yeah ain't a fact, pull out your spoon
And let's the mixing, always in the bedroom
in the kitchen you can get busy

With your beneath the blanket
Flip it, it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want from a brother than a part-time lover
wack undercover, so brother, do your duty
When it to the bedroom, don't let him eat the pudd'n

If he ain't got the head
So, dip, D I P, dive if you be a diver
Sport a helmet with a like an old gold miner
No need to test 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 pudd'n than old folks bingo
Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
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 pudd'n than old play bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa 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 pudd'n than old folks bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Molly
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Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a Can I get a lick, girl?
I wanna get a taste of pudd'n

Proof is in the pudd'n, so come get a
I know that you it from the smile on your face
Up and down like a slinky, let's get
The cream in the middle of a
'Cause I my men cot diesel

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

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

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