Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Pudd'n

Boy, be quite, me and tip toe
Don't wanna make too much
Sneaking in your
So down 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 baby loves toast and jam
Melts in your but not in your hand
Black

Separates the from the men
You can knock all day Jehovah but you 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 lick?
Can I get a Can I get a lick? What?
Can I get a Can I get a lick, girl?
I get a taste of your pudd'n

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

With head beneath the blanket
it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the 90's
Want more from a than a part-time lover
Who's undercover, so brother, do your duty
When it comes to the bedroom, let him eat the pudd'n

If he ain't got the head
So, dip, D I P, dive if you wanna be a
Sport a helmet with a light like an old miner
No need to taste test the always fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're gonna a mess

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

Proof is in the pudd'n, so come get a
I know you love it from the smile on your face
Up and down a slinky, let's get kinky
The cream in the middle of a
'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 the pudd'n like Lucy loves Ricky
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 'til your blood pressure rises

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