Luyện nghe bài hát Pam (Muther Fucker) fka Pam Grier (Explicit Album Version)

Ginger, God has you
a pretty girl
Forget what they
It's a woman's

I can you a household name
On the tips of the
On the walls of the
Of the in the bedrooms

Making up
For the stains on the
And of you
In their pants while they

New hair, fresh tan makes you fine
the gym, to the beach
To the of the checkout line
To the of the checkout line

And she to herself
"Does he I'm that dumb
In the same
What would Pam done?"

Would she play
Just to up the plot?
Would she let him take her
Would she whip off her

Would she let him get
Take him to bed?
Would she chop off his
Or put a in his head?

she sharpen up the bobby pins
And booby trap her
she pound him?
Would she him?
she sneer?
Would she

Ginger, God has me
Oh, to you up
From the street to the presidential
With a bit of luck

We can you the very first name
On the list of the
Whom the very big
Chose to spend all their

On the 20 million brat
Askin', "Who the is that?"
Bring her let me show her
How I 'em scream

you're so good to me
And so much bigger
And than you have to be
And better than you to be

And she to herself
"Does he think I'm dumb
In the situation
What would Pam done?"

she play along
Just to up the plot?
Would she let him take her
Would she whip off her

she let him get hard?
Take him halfway to
Would she off his dick?
Or put a bullet in his

she sharpen up the bobby pins
And booby trap her
Would she pound
she drown him?
Would she
she swear?

Ginger, too short
To wait
Forget the other agents said
only let you down

I can promise in a year now
be down with the tabloids
Turnin' the old men
Hangin' with the brat

With a late guest
Gettin' big money
to show your breast

For a minute in a
low lighting
Along a cheap cast
And poor writing

For now
Let's you and I get
I can see you got a
And I wanna see you it

And she thought to
"Does he I'm that dumb
In the situation
would Pam have done?"