Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

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

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 your time, do it

Lick my belly button, whisper sweet
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

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day but you can't get in
you can get a scoop, if you're really 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 it, the proof is in the pudd'n

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

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

With your head beneath the
Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck 'cause women in the 90's
Want from a brother than a part-time lover
Who's wack undercover, so brother, do your
When it comes to the bedroom, let him eat the pudd'n

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

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana
So, Holy
([Unverified])

Can I get a lick? Can I get a 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 get a taste
I that you love it from the smile on your face
Up and down like a slinky, let's get
The in the middle of a Twinkie
'Cause I my men cot diesel

And if you're unleaded then nigga, just 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
loves Chachi, or Micky loves Minne
But I getting hickies on my neck in the summer
wearing a turtle neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike 'til your pressure rises

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