Song Lyrics
We can do it, parker lewis can t lose in santa domingo
can i get a lick
While i rips up the beat, sneaking in your window
As the bed springs creak, don t let him eat the pudd n if he ain t got the head room
can i get a witness
lick my belly button
You might not get your spoon in, let s get kinky SWV, can i get a lick
I heats up the mike til your blood pressure rises, undercover lover
their grabbing my torpedo
While i rips up the beat, can i get a lick
Stuffy head fever, i shoots more gift than santa, on saturday night i m liver than rosanne rosanne ana-danna
The cream in the middle of a twinkie, sport a helmet with a light like an old gold miner, girls think i m neat-o
ain t that a fact
Always in the bedroom, the proof is in the pudd n
i express nativity
I wanna get a taste of your pudd n, on saturday night i m liver than rosanne rosanne ana-danna, cause my neighbors are kind of nosy
Duh dun duh dun, must be jell-o Blak, you can get busy with your head beneath the blanket
Don t let him eat the pudd n if he ain t got the head room, let s get kinky SWV, can i get my spoon in
can i get a lick
Gettin buck naked, let s get kinky
dive if you wanna be a diver
always in the bedroom
can i get a lick
I express nativity, the pudd n s always fresh
body like fitness
Up and down like a slinky, pull out your spoon, can i get a witness
But if you front on the pudd n, ain t that a fact
proof is in the pudd n
Can i get a lick, let s get kinky
Or kiss my neck either, i wanna get a taste of your pudd n Pudd'n, can i get my spoon in
girls think i m neat-o