Luyện nghe bài hát Bristol Hotel

I know a fat girl, she wears a orange
You her twenty dollars and you can do work
She'll take food stamps and a traveler's
Because her hair and her face, and her a wreck

She wears a blonde wig, some high heeled pumps
She's in the dumps so she's sellin' her rump
She's a hot little momma and she every day
If you wanna pay to play, here's she stays
at the

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

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

The Hotel 'cos it ain't no thing
And her meat better than Burger King
Japanese executives in suits
Glasses all foggy when they in the place

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

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

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

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

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

You see, a girl is a one of a kind
And if you her good enough, she won't make you stand on line
She'll let you inside, you pay for the ride
off her pants and then it smells like somebody died

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

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

The Bristol
The Bristol
The Hotel
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