Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

[Taj & King]
(Verse 1)
Shh! Boy, be quite. me and tip-toe
Don't wanna make too much sneaking in your window
So down the shades
my neighbors are kind of nosy
Comfy, cosy, now off with the
Can I get a
fitness. Baby, we can do it
Take your time, do it

Mmm, my belly button
Whisper nothings in my ear
To get my in gear
Now, mamma's little baby loves and jam
in your mouth, but not in your hand
pudd'n...
Seperates the boys the men
You can all day Jehova, but you can't get in
you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that
And you can leave fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a
But I'm all woman
So it, the proof is in the pudd'n

(Hook)
Can I get a lick? Can I get a

Can I get a lick? Can I get a

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

(Verse 2)
Must be Jell-O, 'cause don't jiggle like that
ain't that a fact
Pull out spoon
And let's the mixing
Always in the
in the kitchen
You can get
WIth head beneath the blanket
Flip it, spank it, gettin' naked
'Cause women in the 90s want more a brother
Than a part-time lover, wack undercover
So, brother, do your duty when it to the bedroom:

Don't let him eat the

If he ain't got the room
So, dip, DIP, if you wanna be a diver
Sport a with a light
Like an old gold
No need to test
The puddn's fresh
So, brothers, a bib if you're gonna make a mess

(3x)
Can I get my in - No way
Now I eats more
old folks play bingo
Parker can't lose in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? than Santa
night, I'm liver than
Rose-ana-ana Dan-a. So, Moly (
No Clue What Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
is in the pudd'n, so come get a taste
I know that you love it the smile on your face
Up and like a slinky, let's get kinky
The cream in the of a Twinkie
'Cause I likes my men cot
And if unleaded
Then Nigga, just it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my neck
you sniffy, sneezy, coughy
Achy, head fever
Undercover lover, in between the
As the bed springs creak, I rips up the beat
Brothers the pudd'n like Lucy loves Ricky
loves Chachi, or Micky loves Minne
But I getting hickies on my neck in the summer
wearing a turtle neck is a bummer
I heats up the mike your blood prssure rises
It ain't the kind of Bill Cosby advertises
Pull out spoon, and let us begin
But if you front on the
You not get your spoon in