Luyện nghe bài hát Blak Puddin'

[Taj & Sahpreem
(Verse 1)
Shh! Boy, be quite. Follow me and
Don't make too much noise sneaking in your window
So pull down the
'Cause my neighbors are 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 sweet in my ear
To get my in gear
Now, mamma's little baby loves and jam
Melts in your mouth, but not in 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 really all of
And you can leave fake fingernails in my back
Now, I may not be a
But I'm surely all
So check it, the proof is in the

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

Can I get a lick? Can I get a

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

(Verse 2)
Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n don't jiggle that
Yeah that a fact
out your spoon
And begin the mixing
in the bedroom
Never in the
You can get
WIth your head the blanket
it, spank it, gettin' buck naked
'Cause women in the 90s want more from a
Than a part-time lover, wack undercover
So, brother, do your duty it comes 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 helmet a light
Like an old gold
No need to test
The puddn's fresh
So, brothers, wear a bib if you're gonna make a

(3x)
Can I get my in - No way
Now I eats more
Than old folks bingo
Parker Lewis can't in Santa Domingo
What about Atlanta? [????] than
Saturday night, I'm than
Rose-ana-ana Dan-a. So, Holy (
No Clue He's Saying)

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
is in the pudd'n, so come get a taste
I know that you love it from the smile on face
Up and down like a slinky, let's get
The cream in the middle of a
'Cause I likes my men cot
And if unleaded
Nigga, just forget it
You rub my back, or kiss my neck either
With you sniffy, sneezy,
Achy, head fever
lover, in between the sheets
As the bed springs creak, I rips up the beat
love the pudd'n like Lucy loves Ricky
Joanie loves Chachi, or Micky loves
But I havte getting on my neck in the summer
wearing a turtle neck is a bummer
I up the mike 'til your blood prssure rises
It ain't the kind of pudd'n Bill Cosby
out your spoon, and let us begin
But if you on the pudd'd
You not get your spoon in