Go Cinderella lyrics - Jim Jones (feat. Cam'ron & J.R. Writer)

[Chorus:]
Hey, come here row with the fellow!
Baby girl,
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I need to rewind these plays from the top
Hey, call me...
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'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!

Hey, I say go Cinderella!
Keep it law while I raw this vanilla.
You're boyfriend told you I was broke,
Never ever, it's mozzarella every time I go see the...
Ka-ching!
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
Put me on the mix,
You so spin, Cinderella!
A towel, show me the coat for the weather,
A chauffer, how about a holly umbrella?
Go Cinderella!
Let's go Cinderella!
Let me now when you wanna go,
Cause whenever, ever, ever I'll be...
I will never do the... I'll be your patron.
Yeah! You can turn me in my zone,
Ain't nobody throwing rocks, but I'll probably get in stones.
I put on sight,
Be aware what you want, girl
We gonna get it all night!

[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'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go, go Cinderella!

I pulled up
Came to the club just to borrow a vanilla,
I know I do, I trust...
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'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I'm a 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'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go Cinderella!
I see you on the dance floor, you know I'm a tell her.
Go Cinderella!
Go, go Cinderella!

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