Faded, So Retired From Business
Jazco
2:47Cindarella, but where you at ya If I pop out of here will I get your attention Shitty convention, we feeling a bit a tension I put my bag out, surfing all the dimensions No mentions to the old man Sold his gold hold cold Ahold of a told scold Mold of the sole, tall toes With the tippy dip, skinny dip Lip in it It's cold But my fire skin, zipping down Cindarella spin around My glass boots slip and sound Cindarella spin around But my fire skin, zipping down Cindarella spin around My glass boots slip and sound Marble floor spin around Catch a flight fleeing A sight seeing guy Peeling down my thigh Buy healing fry Die for the pie, thigh peeling guy Put yourself together, this is the night Dress fingelling Fire tingeling Leading up the plea Sync up the stink pink sealing chop suey Stop the lead of sing, and let me sing after me Cindarella dance with me Just the composition The complextion of the uhh Skipping on the bag Seeking money with the V Being thy self dropping it then, mopping up the floor Moutain of cash pooping the tag Liar for hire Desire is dire Empire of fire Choir of wire Ear full of bless, attire of a mire Just one question How we gonna get flyer But my fire skin, zipping down Cindarella spin around My glass boots slip and sound Cindarella spin around But my fire skin, zipping down Cindarella spin around My glass boots slip and sound Marble floor spin around