Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

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

Mmm, lick my button
Whisper sweet in my ear
To get my hormones in
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 knock all day Jehova, 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
But I'm surely all
So check it, the 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 Can I get a lick, girl?
I wanna get a taste of your

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

Don't let him eat the

If he ain't got the room
So, dip, DIP, dive if you wanna be a
Sport a helmet a light
an old gold miner
No to taste test
The always fresh
So, brothers, a bib if you're gonna make a mess

(3x)
Can I get my in - No way
Now I more pudd'n
old folks play bingo
Parker Lewis lose in Santa Domingo
about Atlanta? [????] than Santa
Saturday night, I'm liver
Rose-ana-ana Dan-a. So, Holy (
No Clue What Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Proof is in the pudd'n, so get a taste
I know that you it from the smile on your face
Up and like a slinky, let's get kinky
The cream in the of a Twinkie
I likes my men cot diesel
And if you're
Then Nigga, forget it
You can't rub my back, or kiss my neck
With you sniffy, sneezy,
Achy, stuffy fever
Undercover lover, in between the
As the bed creak, while I rips up the beat
Brothers love the pudd'n like Lucy loves
loves Chachi, or Micky loves Minne
But I havte hickies on my neck in the summer
'Cause wearing a turtle neck is a
I heats up the mike 'til your blood rises
It the kind of pudd'n Bill Cosby advertises
out your spoon, and let us begin
But if you on the pudd'd
You not get your spoon in