Boy, be quite, me and tip toe Don't make too much noise in your window So pull the shades
'Cause my neighbors are of nosy Comfy, cosy, now off with the Can I get a Betta fitness Baby, we can do it, your time, do it right
Lick my belly button, 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 your Black
Separates the boys 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 fake fingernails in my back Now, I may not be a but I'm surely all woman So check it, the proof is in the
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Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n jiggle like that ain't that a fact, pull out your spoon And let's the mixing, always in the bedroom Never in the kitchen you can get
your head beneath the blanket Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the Want more from a brother a part-time lover Who's wack undercover, so brother, do your When it 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 wanna be a Sport a helmet with a like an old gold miner No need to taste test the puddn's fresh So, brothers, wear a bib if you're make a mess
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Proof is in the pudd'n, so get a taste I know that you love it the smile on your face Up and down like a slinky, get kinky The in the middle of a Twinkie 'Cause I my men cot diesel
And if you're unleaded nigga, just forget it You rub my back, or kiss my neck either With you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, head fever Undercover lover, in between the 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 hickies on my neck in the summer wearing a turtle neck is a bummer I up the mike 'til your blood pressure rises
It ain't the 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