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kool keith - girls in jail lyrics

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[kool keith]
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 c.o.’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

[chorus]
my girl’s in jail for life, never comin home – never comin home
she got to pay the price

[kool keith]

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 -ss 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)

[chorus]
my girl’s in jail for life, never comin home – never comin home

she got to pay the price
[kool keith]
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 -ss drivin a black cadillac
(is that your mack. is that your mack)
with a guy with long sideburns, is that your mack?

[chorus]

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.

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