Boy, be quite, me and tip toe wanna make too much noise Sneaking in window So down the shades
'Cause my are kind of nosy Comfy, cosy, now off with the Can I get a Betta fitness Baby, we can do it, take your time, do it
Lick my button, whisper sweet nothings In my ear to get my hormones in Now, little baby loves toast and jam in your mouth but not in your hand Black
Separates the from the men You can all day Jehovah but you can't get in you can get a scoop, if you're really all of that And you can leave your fake fingernails in my Now, I may not be a lady but I'm surely all So it, the proof is in the pudd'n
Can I get a lick? Can I get a What? Can I get a lick? Can I get a What? Can I get a Can I get a lick, girl? I wanna get a of your pudd'n
Must be Jell-O, 'cause pudd'n jiggle like that Yeah ain't that a fact, pull out spoon And let's begin the mixing, always in the in the kitchen you can get busy
With your head beneath the Flip it, spank it, gettin' buck naked 'cause women in the Want more from a than 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 a light like an old gold miner No to taste test the puddn's always fresh So, brothers, a bib if you're gonna make a mess
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Proof is in the pudd'n, so come get a I know that you love it from the smile on face Up and down like a slinky, get kinky The in the middle of a Twinkie 'Cause I likes my men cot
And if you're then nigga, just forget it You can't rub my back, or kiss my neck With you sniffy, sneezy, coughy, achy, stuffy head lover, in between the sheets As the bed springs creak, while I rips up the
Brothers love the pudd'n Lucy loves Ricky Joanie loves Chachi, or Micky loves But I getting hickies on my neck in the summer 'Cause wearing a turtle is a bummer I heats up the mike 'til your blood pressure
It ain't the kind of Bill Cosby advertises out your spoon, and let us begin But if you front on the You might not get your in