Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

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

my neighbors are kind of nosy
Comfy, cosy, now off the clothes-y
Can I get a Betta fitness
Baby, we can do it, take time, do it right

Lick my button, whisper sweet nothings
In my ear to get my hormones in
Now, little baby loves toast and jam
Melts in mouth but not in your hand
pudd'n

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day but you can't get in
Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're really all of
And you can your fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a but I'm surely all woman
So check it, the proof is in the

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 wanna get a of your pudd'n

be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like 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 the blanket
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
it comes to the bedroom, don't 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 a light like an old gold miner
No need to taste 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
Parker can't lose in Santa Domingo
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Holy
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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 than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Holy
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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 lose in Santa
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Holy
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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 lick? Can I get a lick,
I wanna get a taste of pudd'n

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

And if unleaded then nigga, just forget it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my either
you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head fever
Undercover lover, in the sheets
As the bed creak, while I rips up the beat

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

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