Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

[Taj & Sahpreem
(Verse 1)
Shh! Boy, be quite. Follow me and
Don't wanna make too 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
Whisper nothings in my ear
To get my in gear
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 knock all day Jehova, but you get in
Maybe you can get a scoop, if really all of that
And you can your fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a
But I'm all woman
So it, the proof is in the pudd'n

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

Can I get a lick? Can I get a

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

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

Don't let him eat the

If he ain't got the room
So, dip, DIP, if you wanna be a diver
a helmet with a light
Like an old gold
No to taste test
The always fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're make a mess

(3x)
Can I get my in - No way
Now I eats pudd'n
Than old play bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
about Atlanta? [????] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm than
Rose-ana-ana Dan-a. So, Holy (
No Clue What Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Proof is in the pudd'n, so get a taste
I know that you love it from the smile on your
Up and down a slinky, let's get kinky
The cream in the of a Twinkie
'Cause I my men cot diesel
And if you're
Then Nigga, forget it
You can't rub my back, or my neck either
With you sniffy, sneezy,
Achy, stuffy fever
Undercover lover, in between the
As the bed creak, while I rips up the beat
Brothers love the pudd'n like Lucy Ricky
Joanie Chachi, or Micky loves Minne
But I havte hickies on my neck in the summer
'Cause wearing a neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike 'til your blood prssure
It ain't the kind of pudd'n Bill advertises
Pull out spoon, and let us begin
But if you front on the
You might not get your in