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Jim Jones
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Go Cinderella
[** 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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