Kool Keith - Girls in Jail lyrics
[Kool Keith - Girls in Jail lyrics]
The date - summer, August 25th
You was transferred from Riker's Island
To Attica State Prison gina, Thompson
I told you you shouldn'ta went out
There with those other girls
And stole a coach bag out of Macy's
Arguin with me every night, you was crazy
Callin your grandmother sayin I beat you
You think I'm mental & crazy
That Benz you pulled up you
Stole you didn't faze me
You had a nice body with bikers
Inmates and female CO's was lookin
At your body at Riker's
I took time to write you a letter
But, you wanted me to put
Dope in your sweater
I thought you was sick, with the flu
Did you get any better?
Did you write back your Auntie
Trineta? Floss and don't pay
Jack say he seen you with
A drug dealer that day
You woulda been better off takin the subway
My girl's in jail for life
Never comin home - never comin home
She got to pay the price
You got too big in New York
You needed big hustlers around
Everywhere you walk
A lot of Cristal, fake ballers poppin corks
Now you in a two-inch cell
Eatin eggs and pork
Friday the 13th, your birthday, the worst day
I still had love for your dumb ass anyway
Bentleys and Rolls Royces
The answering machine filled up
With mysterious voices
Your moms Ms jones called, I was in the mall
She said "Keith - Tina and Terry got
Them fake credit cards
They got my daughter out there - I
Ain't seen Gina in two weeks"
I hung up the phone
I knew you was workin with some
Bronze pimp in the streets
(pimp in the streets pimp in the streets)
My girl's in jail for life
Never comin home - never comin home
She got to pay the price
I called the operator to block the
Calls and stop the calls
The ceiling in my apartment was
Leakin like Niagara Falls
Sendin you a bunch of money
Clothes and munchin money
You got a lot of phone call
Threats from a girl named Sunny
I seen the chick from the back
Puerto Rican girl with a nice
Ass drivin a black Cadillac
With a guy with long sideburns
Is that your mack?
(is that your mack is that your mack)
My girl's in jail for life - you're
A bad girl - never comin home
She got to pay the price - you're a bad girl
My girl's in jail for life - you're a
Bad bad girl - never comin home
She got to pay the price - you're a bad girl
You was transferred from Riker's Island
To Attica State Prison gina, Thompson
I told you you shouldn'ta went out
There with those other girls
And stole a coach bag out of Macy's
Arguin with me every night, you was crazy
Callin your grandmother sayin I beat you
You think I'm mental & crazy
That Benz you pulled up you
Stole you didn't faze me
You had a nice body with bikers
Inmates and female CO's was lookin
At your body at Riker's
I took time to write you a letter
But, you wanted me to put
Dope in your sweater
I thought you was sick, with the flu
Did you get any better?
Did you write back your Auntie
Trineta? Floss and don't pay
Jack say he seen you with
A drug dealer that day
You woulda been better off takin the subway
My girl's in jail for life
Never comin home - never comin home
She got to pay the price
You got too big in New York
You needed big hustlers around
Everywhere you walk
A lot of Cristal, fake ballers poppin corks
Now you in a two-inch cell
Eatin eggs and pork
Friday the 13th, your birthday, the worst day
I still had love for your dumb ass anyway
Bentleys and Rolls Royces
The answering machine filled up
With mysterious voices
Your moms Ms jones called, I was in the mall
She said "Keith - Tina and Terry got
Them fake credit cards
They got my daughter out there - I
Ain't seen Gina in two weeks"
I hung up the phone
I knew you was workin with some
Bronze pimp in the streets
(pimp in the streets pimp in the streets)
My girl's in jail for life
Never comin home - never comin home
She got to pay the price
I called the operator to block the
Calls and stop the calls
The ceiling in my apartment was
Leakin like Niagara Falls
Sendin you a bunch of money
Clothes and munchin money
You got a lot of phone call
Threats from a girl named Sunny
I seen the chick from the back
Puerto Rican girl with a nice
Ass drivin a black Cadillac
With a guy with long sideburns
Is that your mack?
(is that your mack is that your mack)
My girl's in jail for life - you're
A bad girl - never comin home
She got to pay the price - you're a bad girl
My girl's in jail for life - you're a
Bad bad girl - never comin home
She got to pay the price - you're a bad girl