Girls In Jail Paroles

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 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 ass drivin a black Cadillac
With a guy with long sideburns, is that your mack?
(is that your mack.. 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..