Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't make too much noise
Sneaking in window
So pull down the

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

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

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day Jehovah but you get in
Maybe you can get a scoop, if you're all of that
And you can leave your fingernails 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 lick?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick,
I wanna get a taste of pudd'n

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

With your head the blanket
Flip it, spank it, 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
it comes to the bedroom, don't 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 taste test the puddn's fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're gonna a mess

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

Can I get my in, no way
Now I more pudd'n than old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
about Atlanta? [unverified] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver than Rose-ana-ana
So, Holy
([Unverified])

Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick?
Can I get a lick? Can I get a lick,
I wanna get a taste of your

Proof is in the pudd'n, so get a taste
I know that you love it from the on your face
Up and down like a slinky, let's get
The cream in the of a Twinkie
'Cause I likes my men cot

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

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

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