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

Ginger, God has you
a pretty girl
Forget they said
a woman's world

I can make you a household
On the of the tongues
On the of the heads
Of the boys in the

up names
For the stains on the
And of you
In their pants they sleep

New hair, fresh tan makes you look
From the gym, to the
To the racks of the checkout
To the racks of the checkout

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

Would she along
to butter up the plot?
Would she let him her home?
she whip off her top?

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

Would she sharpen up the pins
And trap her hair?
Would she pound
she drown him?
Would she
Would she

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

We can make you the very name
On the list of the
Whom the very big
Chose to all their money

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

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

And she thought to
"Does he think I'm dumb
In the same
What Pam have done?"

Would she along
to butter up the plot?
Would she let him take her
Would she off her top?

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

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

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

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

With a show guest
paid big money
Just to your breast

For a minute in a
low lighting
Along with a cast
And piss poor

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

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