L.A. Posse - The Bristol Hotel lyrics

Verse 1 I know a fat girl, she wears a orange skirt You give her twenty dollars and you can do work She'll take food stamps and a traveller's cheque Because her hair and her face and her life's a wreck She wears a bright blonde wig, some high heeled pumps She's down in the dumps so she's sellin' her rump She's a hot little momma and she works every day If you wanna pay to play, here's where she stays She's at the... Chorus (Bristol Hotel) Room 515 (The Bristol Hotel) Where that at? (Jamaica, Queens!) Verse 2 I seen her standin' there, s*utty as could be Offering the putty for a itty-bitty fee Every red light she'll come over to your ride Or she's standin' in the doorway tellin' you to come inside The Bristol Hotel, cos it ain't no thing And her meat tastes better than Burger King Japanese executives in three-piece suits Gla**es all foggy when they come in the place The girlies in the Bristol, they're all in cahoots He fell asleep and got robbed, and cold chumped his face at the... Repeat chorus Verse 3 Party people check the story cos the story is ill It's the story of two men, one Harold, one Bill They went inside the Bristol on a Saturday night Harold was cool but Bill felt uptight The girlies made attempts but Harold played it cool "Never ever rush, that's the golden rule I been comin' to the Bristol's ten years of my life A-yo, what the hell? Yo, man that's my wife!" (The...) Repeat chorus Verse 4 You see, a Bristol girl is a one of a kind And if you know her good enough she won't make you stand on line She'll let you inside, make you pay for the ride Take off her pants and then it smells like somebody died You say "What the heck", because you already paid Not knowin' that the guy that went before you had AIDS Bang bang boogie, she was so amusin' Next week you're at the clinic gettin' blood transfusions At the... Repeat chorus (The Bristol Hotel) (till fade)