Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

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

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

my belly button, whisper sweet nothings
In my ear to get my hormones in
Now, mamma's little loves 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 really all of
And you can leave your fake in my back
Now, I may not be a but I'm surely all woman
So it, the proof is in the pudd'n

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

Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle like
ain't that a fact, pull out your spoon
And let's begin the mixing, always in the
Never in the you can get busy

With your beneath the blanket
it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a brother than a lover
Who's wack undercover, so brother, do duty
When it to the bedroom, don't let him eat the pudd'n

If he got the head room
So, dip, D I P, if you wanna be a diver
Sport a with a light like an old gold miner
No need to taste test the always fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're make a mess

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more pudd'n old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa
What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa
night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Holy
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Can I get my in, no way
Now I more pudd'n than old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa
about Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Dan-a
So, Holy
([Unverified])

Can I get my in, no way
Now I eats more than old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Santa
What Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm than Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Molly
([Unverified])

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

is in the pudd'n, so come get a taste
I know that you it from the smile on your face
Up and down like a slinky, get kinky
The cream in the of a Twinkie
I likes my men cot diesel

And if you're then nigga, just forget it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my neck
you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head fever
Undercover lover, in between the
As the bed springs creak, I rips up the beat

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

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