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

Ginger, God has you
Such a pretty
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

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

New hair, tan makes you look fine
the gym, to the beach
To the racks of the checkout
To the racks of the checkout

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

Would she play
Just to butter up the
Would she let him her home?
Would she whip off her

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With a late show
Gettin' big money
Just to show your

For a minute in a
Underneath low
Along a cheap cast
And piss writing

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

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