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Artist: Mac Miller f/ Ty Dolla $ign
Album:  The Divine Feminine
Song:   Cinderella
Typed by: Cedmaster3K
 
[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uhh, $ign!
Oh no no no no
No no no-no no no-no no ($ign!)
Ayy
 
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
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 the 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
I already know you got expensive taste
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
 
[Mac Miller]
Okay your legs just like a store, they open up and you got people in line
Been here 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"
The 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 rebel, go a second and a third time, left you up a burst of mind
And when you hungry, I can chef you up a stir fry
Get you some dessert wine, elevate ya third eye
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
 
[Chorus]
 
[Mac Miller]
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 dancin'
You was takin' 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 moved it 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 everythin' 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 sake I need it every day, I yell your name "Cinderella!"
Never gonna find nobody better, all my life
 
[Chorus]
 
{*guitar solo plays on for 30 seconds*}
 
[Outro: Mac Miller - singing]
Hey now, I'm sayin'
My only way out, is the way in
I won't stop, 'til you 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
Well, I been meanin' to tell ya
You lookin' better, every day, write you letters
It's only right that, right after love, I, write my name, ay
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
Wherever you came from, wherever you goin'
I promise I'm, not far behind, yeah
So don't you dare throw this, away
I been meanin' to tell ya
You 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