Letras:
Kelly Jones

Katie got a ride home She couldn't afford the fare She offered the taxi driver Her body then and there The driver took advantage The cab was dark and

Emily worked at the diamond store She wanted all the rings that she couldn't afford One long day a tall man came Asked her to marry him and he bought

Rosie helped the kids stay alive She gave them the drugs so they didn't die She cleaned up their mess as they wept and they moaned She got paid so little

Hey, Misty What's on your mind? You look miles away You can't find your smile? Hey, Misty Getting jealous again? Your man's going out Yet you're still

There is a killer on the loose More blood on the streets Violet sells her body To make money to eat Well, Violet's just a girl And she ran away from

cegao por pasta si cocina raviolis Wilt Chamberlain metiendo 100 puntos, dandole un curro a Conan Ozzy Osbourne, colocao, decapitando palomas la peor pesadilla pal chulo, la inspiracion Jim Kelly

CTA You're dealin with a true baller baby Givin' you the keys to my Mercedes I'm not gonna stop til' you scream my name And say ooh Kelly you make me

month goin on money makin marathon o joka i be robbin and the riddle is batmans comb tryin fuck my money up and rep koril lik Pacman Jones dont print

widow Jones be told to keep Her window shades all pulled completely down Well, Mr. Harper couldn't be here 'Cause he stayed too long at Kelly's Bar