Luyện nghe bài hát Bristol Hotel

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

She wears a bright 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, where she stays
at the

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

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

The Bristol 'cos it ain't no thing
And her meat tastes better than King
Japanese in three-piece suits
all foggy when they come in the place

The in the Bristol
all in cahoots
He fell and got robbed
And chumped his face at the

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

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

The girlies attempts but Harold played it cool
Never rush, that's the golden rule
I been comin' to the Bristol's ten of my life
A-yo, the hell? Yo, man that's my wife

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

You see, a Bristol 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
Take off her and then it smells like somebody died

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

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

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