A Lot of Cinderellas (feat. Longwe)
Wanna get lost in the city come and find me
And her pussy on wet if her phone on silent (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
A Prada umbrella, a lot of Cinderellas
(Yeah, a lot of Cinderellas, a lot of Cinderellas)
And no she don't fuck with him...
Coke, molly, weed, hella pills
For the lust got me thinkin' it's a setup
Done did it all, so they goin' for the L-O (For the L-O)
Shut up, sit down, bounce, ditto (Ditto)
I put dick in her tummy so I call my shit syrup
I'm really fucked up, I'm outta control, losin' my mind
My heart in this cup, I do this all of the time
Creepin', wearin' all this criminal attire
They say "sayonara" if I hear the sirens (Oooo)
My shit is a movie, yours a pilot
Takin' more doses, lickin' on her privates
Like shut the fuck up you didn't fuck if she ain't climax
A bitch ah get hit around me, like a hi hat
Wanna get lost in the city come and find me
And her pussy on wet if her phone on silent (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
A Prada umbrella, a lot of Cinderellas (A lot of Cinderellas)
(Yeah) And no she don't fuck with him...
Coke, molly, weed, hella pills
Tell me what you feelin', what you thinkin' about?
And it get hard to talk with this gold in my mouth
I could use some top, then we'll figure it out
Figure it out, we flooded no drought
But I'm goin up, we at the club she throw it back for me
And I'm sayin fuh, she keep on askin' for the jewelry
Who can I trust? In this life that is full of L-I-E's
But I'm gettin straight to it like P.E
Till I D-I-E, no T-I-E (Yeah!)
Wanna get lost in the city come and find me
And her pussy on wet if her phone on silent (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
A Prada umbrella, a lot of Cinderellas (Yeah)
(Yeah) And no she don't fuck with him...
Coke, molly, weed, hella pills
For the lust got me thinkin' it's a setup
Done did it all, so they goin' for the L-O (For the L-O)
Shut up, sit down, bounce, ditto (Ditto)
I'm really fucked up, I'm outta control, losin' my mind
Creepin', wearin' all this criminal attire
And her pussy on wet if her phone on silent (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
A Prada umbrella, a lot of Cinderellas
(Yeah, a lot of Cinderellas, a lot of Cinderellas)
And no she don't fuck with him...
Coke, molly, weed, hella pills
For the lust got me thinkin' it's a setup
Done did it all, so they goin' for the L-O (For the L-O)
Shut up, sit down, bounce, ditto (Ditto)
I put dick in her tummy so I call my shit syrup
I'm really fucked up, I'm outta control, losin' my mind
My heart in this cup, I do this all of the time
Creepin', wearin' all this criminal attire
They say "sayonara" if I hear the sirens (Oooo)
My shit is a movie, yours a pilot
Takin' more doses, lickin' on her privates
Like shut the fuck up you didn't fuck if she ain't climax
A bitch ah get hit around me, like a hi hat
Wanna get lost in the city come and find me
And her pussy on wet if her phone on silent (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
A Prada umbrella, a lot of Cinderellas (A lot of Cinderellas)
(Yeah) And no she don't fuck with him...
Coke, molly, weed, hella pills
Tell me what you feelin', what you thinkin' about?
And it get hard to talk with this gold in my mouth
I could use some top, then we'll figure it out
Figure it out, we flooded no drought
But I'm goin up, we at the club she throw it back for me
And I'm sayin fuh, she keep on askin' for the jewelry
Who can I trust? In this life that is full of L-I-E's
But I'm gettin straight to it like P.E
Till I D-I-E, no T-I-E (Yeah!)
Wanna get lost in the city come and find me
And her pussy on wet if her phone on silent (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
A Prada umbrella, a lot of Cinderellas (Yeah)
(Yeah) And no she don't fuck with him...
Coke, molly, weed, hella pills
For the lust got me thinkin' it's a setup
Done did it all, so they goin' for the L-O (For the L-O)
Shut up, sit down, bounce, ditto (Ditto)
I'm really fucked up, I'm outta control, losin' my mind
Creepin', wearin' all this criminal attire
Credits
Writer(s): Savaun Brown
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