Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

[Taj & King]
(Verse 1)
Shh! Boy, be quite. Follow me and
Don't wanna make too much 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, lick my belly
Whisper nothings in my ear
To get my in gear
Now, mamma's little loves toast and jam
Melts in mouth, but not in your hand
pudd'n...
Seperates the boys the men
You can knock all day Jehova, but you 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 is in the pudd'n

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

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 don't jiggle like that
Yeah ain't that a
Pull out your
And let's begin the
Always in the
in the kitchen
You can get
WIth your head the blanket
Flip it, it, gettin' buck naked
'Cause women in the 90s want from a brother
Than a part-time lover, who's wack
So, brother, do duty when it comes to the bedroom:

Don't let him eat the

If he got the head room
So, dip, DIP, dive if you be a diver
Sport a with a light
Like an old gold
No to taste test
The puddn's always
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
Parker Lewis can't lose in Domingo
about Atlanta? [????] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver
Dan-a. So, Holy Moly (
No Clue He's Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Proof is in the pudd'n, so come get a
I know that you love it the smile on your face
Up and down like a slinky, let's get
The cream in the of a Twinkie
I likes my men cot diesel
And if unleaded
Then Nigga, forget it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my neck
you sniffy, sneezy, coughy
Achy, head fever
lover, in between the sheets
As the bed springs creak, while I rips up the
love the pudd'n like Lucy loves Ricky
Joanie loves Chachi, or Micky loves
But I havte hickies on my neck in the summer
wearing a turtle neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike your blood prssure rises
It ain't the kind of pudd'n Cosby advertises
Pull out your spoon, and let us
But if you front on the
You might not get spoon in