Cinderella

Album: The Divine Feminine (2016)
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  • Uh, $ign
    Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
    $ign (ayy)

    I been waitin' all night for this moment
    I been waitin' all year for this moment
    I been picturing you takin' off your clothes for me
    I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you
    Daddy told you, "Better bring your ass home" (ass home)
    Cinderella, better get your ass home (ass home)
    Man, I swear that parents just don't understand
    You ain't gotta be old to be a man
    Take my hand, come with me to my room (my room)
    Girl, I got a suite at the SLS (SLS)
    I already know you got expensive taste (yeah), ayy
    Take my hand (my hand), follow me (follow me) to my room (to my room)
    Tell your little friends you gon' be alright
    Girl, I got a plan for the whole night

    Okay, your legs just like a store
    They open up and you got people in line
    Been there every night, for weeks at a time
    You in my dreams, that's why I sleep all the time
    Just to hear you say, "I love you"
    Just to touch you, just to leave you behind
    I told you, you don't have to worry, you'll be fine
    Type of thing, I heard it happen all the time
    Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
    Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin' me high
    Said, nothin' better than the first time
    I'll be at your service, like the check-in at the curbside
    You don't have to spend another second on this Earth dry
    Wet you like a fresh pool, go a second and a third time
    Left you a perverse mind
    And when you hungry, I can chef you up with stir-fry
    Get you some dessert wine, elevate your third eye
    First prize, Nobel, get a piece
    Your clothes off, turn around, lemme see

    I been waitin' all night for this moment
    I been waitin' all year for this moment
    I been picturing you takin' off your clothes for me
    I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you
    Daddy told you, "Better bring your ass home"
    Cinderella, better get your ass home
    Man, I swear that parents just don't understand
    You ain't gotta be old to be a man
    Take my hand, come with me to my room
    Girl, I got a suite at the SLS, uh
    I already know you got expensive taste, uh
    Take my hand, follow me to my room
    Tell your little friends you gon' be alright
    Girl, I got a plan for the whole night (yeah)

    Okay, I came up with a plan, it was
    Take you by the hand and bring you somewhere where the sand is
    Soon as we landed, we went straight into the room
    And played the music, started dancing'
    You was taking off your pants
    It look like Dorothy ain't in Kansas anymore
    I do you like a chore
    We started on the bed and then we movin' to the floor
    You started gettin' crazy, told me, fuck you like a whore
    I thought you was an angel, now you yellin' to the Lord
    You used to tell me, all the time, I ain't your type
    Now, you always wanna spend the night
    Now, I'm doing everything you like
    When I'm inside your pussy, damn, it feels so right
    Yeah, but I still respect the game
    Every time I'm out of line, you always set me straight
    The sex is great, for Heaven's sakes, I need it every day
    I yell your name, Cinderella
    Never gonna find nobody better
    All my life

    I been waitin' all night for this moment
    I been waitin' all year for this moment
    I been picturing you takin' off your clothes for me
    I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you
    Daddy told you, "Better bring your ass home"
    Cinderella, better get your ass home
    Man, I swear that parents just don't understand
    You ain't gotta be old to be a man
    Take my hand, come with me to my room
    Girl, I got a suite at the SLS, uh
    I already know you got expensive taste, uh
    Take my hand, follow me to my room
    Tell your little friends you gon' be alright
    Girl, I got a plan for the whole night, ayy

    Hey now, I'm sayin'
    My only way out is a way in
    I won't stop 'til you're mine, no way
    Well, all my days now, they changin'
    I got angels, no more Satan
    Looks like God's on my side
    This time, yeah

    Been meanin' to tell you
    You lookin' better, every day
    Write you letters
    It's only right that, right after love, I write my name, yeah
    If it's forever or never, it's all the same
    Under the weather
    Feel much better, when that weather isn't rain, yeah

    Ooh, Cinderella, don't you run out of time
    It feels like you've been takin' all day, yeah
    Well, wherever you came from, wherever you goin'
    I promise I'm not far behind, yeah
    So don't you dare throw this away

    I've been meanin' to tell you
    We look better, every day
    Write you letters
    It's only right that, right after love, I write my name, yeah
    And if it's forever or never, it's all the same
    Under the weather
    Feel much better, when that weather isn't rain Writer/s: Dacoury Natche, Jeff Gitelman, Malcolm James McCormick, Santos Colon, Tyrone Griffin, Jr.
    Publisher: Payday Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Universal Music Publishing Group
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