Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

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

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

my belly button, whisper sweet nothings
In my ear to get my hormones in
Now, mamma's little baby toast and jam
Melts in your mouth but not in hand
Black

Separates the boys the men
You can all day Jehovah but you can't get in
you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that
And you can leave your fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a but I'm surely 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 taste of pudd'n

Must be Jell-O, 'cause don't jiggle like that
Yeah that a fact, pull 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, it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a brother than a part-time
wack undercover, so brother, do your 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 helmet with a light like an old gold
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 than old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis can't lose in Domingo
What about Atlanta? than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver Rose-ana-ana 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
Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver 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
Lewis can't lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? [unverified] Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver Rose-ana-ana Dan-a
So, Molly
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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 wanna get a taste of pudd'n

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 middle of a
I likes my men cot diesel

And if you're unleaded then nigga, forget it
You can't rub my back, or my neck 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 loves Minne
But I have hickies on my neck in the summer
'Cause a turtle neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike 'til your blood rises

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