Bobainee - Cinderella lyrics

[Intro: Polo Perks] (Surf Gang, b*tch) (EvilGiane) (Surf Gang, b*tch) Skrrt, skrrt, ayy Skrrt, skrrt, ayy Yeah, let's Yeah, let's go [Chorus: BABYXSOSA, Polo Perks, & Bobainee] b*tch, I feel like Cinderella (Yeah, let's go), the shoe fit me He tried to send shots, but he missed me He missin' me (Ayy, ayy) Yeah, I be all up in a ni**a jeans Surfing with the team, like woah Now a ni**a mad (Ayy, woah, ayy) When dude catch me, put him in a bag Ayy, like, ayy, it's Surf Gang, b*tch, why y'all still going out sad? (Ayy) Yeah, I'm busy chasing guap, 'member hoes would call me fat, ayy Bobainee big Trackhawk, yeah, b*tches call us fat 'cause we get to the monеy every day (Yeah, lеt's go) [Verse 1: Bobainee & Polo Perks] I can pull one rack, can you pull one rack out? Mmm, you got nothing to say Surf Gang, b*tch, man, yeah, we getting paid Ha, all these ladies wanna get laid But I don't wanna get that, wanna get paid I'm ballin' too hard, man, I'm ballin' out of range Be with BABYXSOSA We smokin' that gas, we smokin' Mimosa (Skrrt, skrrt) Still get money every day in the corona (Skrrt) I'm sippin' on drank, we're not sippin' Patron-a [Verse 2: Moh Baretta] Now let me just sit back and roll some of this dope up I'm smoking exotic, you smokin' on dolja Dior, designer drippin' on my feet She look like she on tour, she open mouth for a week Gotta quit that girl when this trap phone ring [Verse 3: BABYXSOSA] Why they ask? Why they askin' me like I know? They'd better go, go, go I want more I'm with Bobainee and Polo [Verse 4: Polo Perks] In my white tee (Ayy, yeah) In my white tee (Ayy, yeah) In my white tee (Buh, buh) Guess that's why they like me (Yeah, ayy) Yeah, I got new feet, these some '06 IceCreams Diamonds dance like Sukihana, ayy, and them b*tches biting She gon' give me sloppy top, ayy, lil' ho, just don't bite me (Ayy, yeah) [Chorus: BABYXSOSA, Polo Perks, & Bobainee] b*tch, I feel like Cinderella (Yeah, let's go), the shoe fit me He tried to send shots, but he missed me He missin' me (Ayy, ayy) Yeah, I be all up in a ni**a jeans Surfing with the team, like woah Now a ni**a mad (Ayy, woah, ayy) When dude catch me, put him in a bag Ayy, like, ayy, it's Surf Gang, b*tch, why y'all still going out sad? (Ayy) Yeah, I'm busy chasing guap, 'member hoes would call me fat, ayy Bobainee big Trackhawk, yeah, b*tches call us fat 'cause we get to the money every day (Yeah, let's go) [Outro: BABYXSOSA] Mmm-mmm-mmm