Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

[Taj & Sahpreem
(Verse 1)
Shh! Boy, be quite. Follow me and
Don't make too much noise sneaking in your window
So pull down the
my neighbors are kind of nosy
Comfy, cosy, now off with the
Can I get a
fitness. Baby, we can do it
Take your time, do it

Mmm, my belly button
sweet nothings in my ear
To get my hormones in
Now, little baby loves toast and jam
in your mouth, but not in your hand
pudd'n...
Seperates the boys the men
You can knock all day Jehova, but you get in
Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're all of that
And you can leave your fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a
But I'm surely all
So check it, the is in the pudd'n

(Hook)
Can I get a Can I get a lick?

Can I get a Can I get a lick?

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

(Verse 2)
Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like
Yeah ain't a fact
Pull out spoon
And begin the mixing
Always in the
in the kitchen
You can get
WIth your beneath the blanket
Flip it, spank it, buck naked
'Cause women in the 90s want more from a
Than a lover, who's wack undercover
So, brother, do your duty when it comes to the

Don't let him eat the

If he ain't got the room
So, dip, DIP, dive if you wanna be a
Sport a with a light
Like an old miner
No need to taste
The puddn's fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if gonna make a mess

(3x)
Can I get my in - No way
Now I eats more
old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa
What Atlanta? [????] than Santa
night, I'm liver than
Rose-ana-ana Dan-a. So, Holy (
No What He's Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
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 in the middle of a Twinkie
I likes my men cot diesel
And if unleaded
Then Nigga, just it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my neck
you sniffy, sneezy, coughy
Achy, stuffy head
Undercover lover, in between the
As the bed springs creak, I rips up the beat
Brothers love the pudd'n Lucy loves Ricky
Joanie loves Chachi, or Micky loves
But I havte getting hickies on my in the summer
'Cause wearing a turtle is a bummer
I heats up the mike 'til blood prssure rises
It ain't the kind of pudd'n Bill advertises
out your spoon, and let us begin
But if you on the pudd'd
You might not get your in