Luyện nghe bài hát Bristol Hotel

I a fat girl, she wears a orange skirt
You give her twenty dollars and you can do
She'll take food and a traveler's cheque
Because her and her face, and her life's a wreck

She wears a bright blonde wig, some high heeled
She's down in the so she's sellin' her rump
She's a hot momma and she works every day
If you wanna pay to play, where she stays
at the

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
that at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

I her standin' there, slutty as could be
the putty for a itty-bitty fee
Every red light she'll come over to ride
Or she's standin' in the doorway you to come inside

The Bristol Hotel it ain't no thing
And her meat tastes better than Burger
Japanese in three-piece suits
Glasses all when they come in the place

The girlies in the
They're all in
He asleep and got robbed
And cold chumped his at the

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
that at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

Party people check the story, the story is ill
It's the story of two men, one Harold, one
went inside the Bristol on a Saturday night
Harold was cool but felt uptight

The girlies made attempts but Harold played it
Never ever rush, that's the rule
I been comin' to the ten years of my life
A-yo, what the Yo, man that's my wife

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
Where at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

You see, a Bristol is a one of a kind
And if you know her good enough, she make you stand on line
She'll let you inside, you pay for the ride
Take off her pants and then it smells like died

You say "What the heck", because you paid
Not knowin' that the guy that went before you had
bang boogie, she was so amusin'
Next week you're at the clinic gettin' blood
At the

(Bristol Hotel)
515
(The Hotel)
that at?
(Jamaica, Queens)

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