Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

[Taj & Sahpreem
(Verse 1)
Shh! Boy, be quite. Follow me and
Don't wanna make too much sneaking in your window
So pull down the
'Cause my 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, lick my belly
Whisper sweet in my ear
To get my hormones in
Now, mamma's little baby loves and jam
Melts in your mouth, but not in hand
pudd'n...
Seperates the from the men
You can all day Jehova, but you can't get in
you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that
And you can your fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a
But I'm surely all
So check it, the proof is in the

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

Can I get a Can I get a lick?

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

(Verse 2)
Must be Jell-O, pudd'n don't jiggle like that
ain't that a fact
Pull out your
And begin the mixing
Always in the
in the kitchen
You can get
your head beneath the blanket
Flip it, spank it, gettin' naked
'Cause women in the 90s want more from a
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 head
So, dip, DIP, dive if you be a diver
Sport a with a light
an old gold miner
No to taste test
The puddn's fresh
So, brothers, a bib if you're gonna make a mess

(3x)
Can I get my in - No way
Now I eats pudd'n
Than old folks play
Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo
What Atlanta? [????] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver
Dan-a. So, Holy Moly (
No What He's Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
is in the pudd'n, so come get a taste
I know you love 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 unleaded
Nigga, just forget it
You rub my back, or kiss my neck either
With you sniffy, sneezy,
Achy, head fever
Undercover lover, in the sheets
As the bed springs creak, while I up the beat
Brothers love the pudd'n like loves Ricky
loves Chachi, or Micky loves Minne
But I getting hickies on my neck in the summer
'Cause wearing a neck is a bummer
I heats up the 'til your blood prssure rises
It ain't the kind of Bill Cosby advertises
out your spoon, and let us begin
But if you front on the
You might not get your in