Cinderella Pt3 Lyrics – Danny Hundreds

Cinderella Pt3 Lyrics by Danny Hundreds

Swear to God
‘Cause I get bands
Look, I get her wet like Pampers
{?} in real life

Got too many hammers
{?} animosity
Try me, I’ma up it with velocity (Pow, pow)
Get rich, give back, generosity

Cuz got a AR, that sh#t a monstrosity
I feel like {?}, I hit the lottery (Yeah)
Matter of fact, I feel like randy (Look)
And you know I keep a rocket (Rocket)

SpaceX, she wanna f#ck no lay tag
G’d you, we goin’ up, eagle (Eagle)
She said I’m a dog, beagle (Beagle)
Life short like a elf

That’s why I keep a tan by my belt (My belt)
Diamonds water, Michael Phelps (Michael Phelps)
TP hot, make ‘em melt (Melt)
Met a bad b#tch, name Anida (Anida)

And she hot like fajitas
And she chase balls like {?}
Swear to God, she a eater
Look, go ghost {?}

I turn your wifey to a baba (Baba)
Yeah (Yeah), gotta hold on on my choppa (Choppa)
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Danny Hundreds Lyrics – Cinderella Pt3

Danny Hundreds

Cinderella Pt3