Ghetto Cinderella
Yeah
Aye
Aye
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look (make'em look)
Drop, spill (spill)
Looks kill (kill)
She got hands on her body like a car wheel (skrrr)
It don't matter uh (it don't matter)
Get up at her son (get up)
She bad
She bad
She bad
Get up at her son
Hey!
What's the move tonight?
I see you on the dance floor gettin groovy right (aye!)
She said boy please
I got homies
They come out bussin like the Lakers, Shaq and Kobe
Wait (Swoosh)
I don't even wanna get wit you
Bitches everywhere here
Pussy residue
I don't wanna touch
Unless you get a test or two
I'm just playin
But you lookin like a sexy vegetable (haha)
(Haha)
All she could do is laugh
Grabbed me by the shirt
Said, boy you a dad (you're a dad)
Corny ass hell
Probably twice been to jail
But you lookin so fine
Even I would pay yo bail
Deadass though?
Yeah I would pay yo bail too
Shit, I'll pay yo house note
Yo car note
Yo insurance
What's up baby?
What you got? (haha)
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look (make'em look!)
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look
Stop and watch her dance (dance)
Get an ambulance (lance)
Every nigga passing out
They never stood a chance (chance)
Think I got it son
Think I finally got me the one (really?)
Even told my crew I got the baddest under the sun
(Uh uh uh uh um!)
Listen shawty
Let me take you to the crib
I got babies everywhere
Like pipes and weed from Delaware
Roughly bout a hundred shares
Even got some underwear
I don't think that matters
But what matters
I got medicare too
She said boy
What the hell got into you?
Ain't no Cinderella story
Ain't no fairy tale that's true
(Wait hold up hold up)
You said weed in the house?
You must think imma just speed to yo couch?
Well you damn right
Let me get hit from the pipe
Get a lil' turnt
I'll be dancin all night hey
(Hahaha)
(That was)
(But thats what happened last Saturday tho)
(That shit was fuckin)
(Dope as shit)
(You know?)
So did she did she come over or like?
(Yeah she came over bro!)
And like
Did you did you hit that?
(Yeah we hit that weed, I mean haha I mean)
(Shit)
Naw bro did did you hit that?
(Bro)
(Just know)
(We hit)
(That weed)
And that pussy! (And that pussy!)
Haha! (haha!)
She wanna dance
She wanna, uh
She wanna, uh
She wanna
She wanna
She wanna dance
Aye
Aye
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look (make'em look)
Drop, spill (spill)
Looks kill (kill)
She got hands on her body like a car wheel (skrrr)
It don't matter uh (it don't matter)
Get up at her son (get up)
She bad
She bad
She bad
Get up at her son
Hey!
What's the move tonight?
I see you on the dance floor gettin groovy right (aye!)
She said boy please
I got homies
They come out bussin like the Lakers, Shaq and Kobe
Wait (Swoosh)
I don't even wanna get wit you
Bitches everywhere here
Pussy residue
I don't wanna touch
Unless you get a test or two
I'm just playin
But you lookin like a sexy vegetable (haha)
(Haha)
All she could do is laugh
Grabbed me by the shirt
Said, boy you a dad (you're a dad)
Corny ass hell
Probably twice been to jail
But you lookin so fine
Even I would pay yo bail
Deadass though?
Yeah I would pay yo bail too
Shit, I'll pay yo house note
Yo car note
Yo insurance
What's up baby?
What you got? (haha)
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look (make'em look!)
She wanna dance uh (yup)
She wanna move uh (yup)
She on the dance floor making all the dudes look
Stop and watch her dance (dance)
Get an ambulance (lance)
Every nigga passing out
They never stood a chance (chance)
Think I got it son
Think I finally got me the one (really?)
Even told my crew I got the baddest under the sun
(Uh uh uh uh um!)
Listen shawty
Let me take you to the crib
I got babies everywhere
Like pipes and weed from Delaware
Roughly bout a hundred shares
Even got some underwear
I don't think that matters
But what matters
I got medicare too
She said boy
What the hell got into you?
Ain't no Cinderella story
Ain't no fairy tale that's true
(Wait hold up hold up)
You said weed in the house?
You must think imma just speed to yo couch?
Well you damn right
Let me get hit from the pipe
Get a lil' turnt
I'll be dancin all night hey
(Hahaha)
(That was)
(But thats what happened last Saturday tho)
(That shit was fuckin)
(Dope as shit)
(You know?)
So did she did she come over or like?
(Yeah she came over bro!)
And like
Did you did you hit that?
(Yeah we hit that weed, I mean haha I mean)
(Shit)
Naw bro did did you hit that?
(Bro)
(Just know)
(We hit)
(That weed)
And that pussy! (And that pussy!)
Haha! (haha!)
She wanna dance
She wanna, uh
She wanna, uh
She wanna
She wanna
She wanna dance
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Writer(s): Jeremiah Middleton
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