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chika – cinderella, pt. 1 كلمات اغاني

[intro]
yeah

[verse 1]
clock strike ten, hunnid twenty minutes ’til the party ‘posed to end
lil’ mama thicker than the grip up on a pen
type of ass that make a n_gga wanna run and tell a friend
pardon my french—ooh, oui
askin’ around, who’s she?
i swear i gotta get her
accordin’ to the homies ain’t n0body ever met her
but some n_ggas call her cindy and the others call her ella_d
do you think that she’d be looking for a lady or a fella?
judgin’ by the twinkle in eye, got me thinkin’ she be down for whatevеr
i done been around but i never seen a bеauty like hers
lordy, them curves make a n_gga get to stutterin’ and trippin’ on words
no one sleepin’, n_ggas sheep and flockin’ to her like herds
but she muggin’, i don’t think she in the mood
i’ma roll a spliff and go and wait to make a move, ooh

[chorus]
what she doing at a party like this
(like this)
walked in here and had an aura like bliss
(like bliss)
she ain’t worried bout the ice on my wrist
she got real wit
she want real sh_t, real sh_t
[verse 2]
and so i’m rolling this blunt over here
and i overhear these two
hatin’_ass hoes in the corner
scowling and calling ms. cindy a “foreigner”
ripping apart the blue gown that adorn her
in short, talking sh_t
it went something like this:
“ugh, why she here?
by the invitation
think they made it quite clear
it’s a celebration only for the graduation
deadass, i ain’t even hating
but she ain’t in my year,”
“girl, you ain’t even lying
that b_tch think she muhf_ckin’ fine
she ain’t all that,”
is they muhf_ckin’ blind?
n_gga, they doin’ the most
if these b_tches wanna roast
i got the muhf_ckin time
(sh_t)
back to the mission
i done let her get up out my vision
(cough)
and this blunt hittin’
party ‘bout to end and
i ain’t even got to sippin
got d’usse up in the cooler
i’m a fool or i’m trippin’
so i hop up out my chair
i swear i had a good listen
they starting to blow me
in a minute i’m dippin’
‘bout to make a drink
and ‘round the corner, i’m whipping
and i swear you won’t believe
who was waiting in the kitchen, kitchen
[chorus]
what she doing at a party like this
(like this)
walked in here and had an aura like bliss
(like bliss)
she ain’t worried bout the ice on my wrist
she got real wit
she want real sh_t, real sh_t

- chika

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