Jim Jones - Go Cinderella lyrics

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!
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
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
Fck 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
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!