Tommy Genesis - Cinderelly

Cinderelly
Bad b*tches wanna go
Glass slippers at the door
Back bending on all fours
Cinderelly
Glass ceiling to the floor
Slow-motion down the pole
She ain’t really have no soul
Cinderelly
I’ma call it how I see it
If I want it I don’t really need it
If I need it ima go seek it put my ass out
And I freak it like
Pop tart we don’t need your f*cking art
We don’t need a prince
Everybody rich