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

Ginger, God has you
Such a girl
Forget what they
a woman's world

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

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

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

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

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

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

Would she sharpen up the pins
And trap her hair?
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 little bit of

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

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

Baby you're so to me
And you're so much
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 butter up the
Would she let him take her
Would she whip off her

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

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

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

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

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

For a minute in a
low lighting
Along with a cheap
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 think I'm dumb
In the situation
What would Pam done?"