Jim Jones - Go Cinderella lyrics
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Chorus:
Hey, come and roll with the fella!
Baby girl,
Swag cold as a cella
So cold, I'm about to go get a sweater.
I see her on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see her on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I need to rewind these plays from the top
Hey, come and roll with the fella
Baby girl swag cold as a cellar.
So cold I’m about to go get a sweater.
I see her on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see her on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
Hey, I say go Cinderella!
Dip it low while i roll this vanilla.
Your boyfriend told you I was broke,
Never ever, it’s mozzarella every time I go see the tella
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
Put me in the mix,
You so splenderella
I told her, she don't need a coat for the weather,
My chauffer'll, hop out and hold the umbrella
Go Cinderella!
Let’s go Cinderella!
Let me know when you wanna go,
Its whatever, ever, ever I be on my grown
I don't ever do the amaretto I’ll be on patron.
Yeah! You can find me in my zone,
Ain’t nobody throwing rocks, but I’ll probably gettin' in stoned.
I put on sight,
Beefin witcha girl
We gonna get it all night!
Chorus:
Hey! Hey, come and roll with the fella
Baby girl swag cold as a cellar.
So cold I’m about to go get a sweater.
I see her on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see her on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go, go Cinderella!
I pulled up a few coupes with the fellas
Came to the club just to borrow a vanilla,
you know how i do, I tried to scoop cinderella
But the bitch start acting a little too Cinderella.
No glass slipper
Shit it!
Both hills above one hill,
And I watch getting you chills…
You all looking good in a skirt and a brow,
With them big body…
With the bitch getting touching feelings,
Cause I took the…
Now we’re in the street with the nipples out,
I told that bitch I still put a pistol out.
Chorus:
Hey! Hey, come here row with the fellow!
Baby girl sweat cold as a cellar.
So cold I’m about to go get a sweater.
I see you on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go, go Cinderella!
Cinderella, go sing it,
She rocks Luis Vuitton, Gucci, Fendi,…
….
In the club getting low, with a tag on the dress.
You know that, take a close back,
After the party to the morgue, get her dough back
Take a code act, grab my balls at,
Fuck all these models with a…
Yeah!....
… no next day, what happens next no need to explain.
Got slow, no, no ex-games,
Get straight to the….sex cage.
Chorus:
Hey! Hey, come here row with the fellow!
Baby girl sweat cold as a cellar.
So cold I’m about to go get a sweater.
I see you on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I’mma tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go, go Cinderella!
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Thanks to Iulia
Thanks to tata for correcting these lyrics
