Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't wanna too much noise
in your window
So pull the shades

my neighbors are kind of nosy
Comfy, cosy, now off with the
Can I get a witness? Betta
Baby, we can do it, your time, do it right

Lick my belly button, whisper sweet
In my ear to get my in gear
Now, mamma's little baby toast and jam
Melts in your mouth but not in your
pudd'n

Separates the from the men
You can all day Jehovah but you can't get in
Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're all of that
And you can leave your fake in my back
Now, I may not be a lady but I'm all woman
So check it, the is in the pudd'n

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

Must be Jell-O, 'cause don't jiggle like that
Yeah ain't that a fact, pull out your
And begin the mixing, always in the bedroom
Never in the kitchen you can get

With your head the blanket
Flip it, it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a brother than a part-time
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 room
So, dip, D I P, dive if you be a diver
Sport a helmet with a light an old gold miner
No need to test the puddn's 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 than old folks bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa
Saturday night, I'm than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Molly
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Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n than old folks bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa
What about Atlanta? than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Molly
([Unverified])

Can I get my in, no way
Now I more pudd'n than old folks play bingo
Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? than Santa
Saturday night, I'm than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
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 come get a
I know that you love it the smile on your face
Up and like a slinky, let's get kinky
The cream in the middle of a
'Cause I likes my men cot

And if you're unleaded nigga, just forget it
You rub my back, or kiss my neck either
you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head fever
Undercover lover, in between the
As the bed creak, while I rips up the beat

Brothers the pudd'n like Lucy loves Ricky
loves Chachi, or Micky loves Minne
But I getting hickies on my neck in the summer
'Cause wearing a turtle is a bummer
I heats up the 'til your blood pressure rises

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