Black Cinderella

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Whoa, whoa

I’ve got to find my Black Cinderella

She cannot be my Black Cinderella

Me tell you she nuh discreet pon the city streets

So she see it, so she do it

She say she sweet so ‘til you repeat

Me have a speech fi you listen fi it

Young girl wear your size ‘cause dem shoes deh nuh fit you feet

Choose fi manipulate, use you fi get you weak

And she nuh cheap, you have the dues fi facilitate

Cinderella put the spell on you

Princess with the glass slipper come fi trick oonu

Me tell oonu say

I’ve got to find my Black Cinderella

She cannot be my Black Cinderella

And when me say it turn to porridge from the pumpkin

Country bumpkin inna the carriage where the skunk in

And like a dream when it sunk in, what a something

In reality she looking for a fun thing

But in reality I’m looking to become king

Though my duality it have me chasing, hunting

For the physical pleasure then

Although the real treasure them

Only spiritually measure them

I’ve got to find my Black Cinderella

She cannot be my Black Cinderella

She nice and she fit and she round and she firm

Ripe Julie mango but heart full of worm

Daughter confirm that her thoughts full of germs

How she find me? Say goodbye lady!

She want it, she get it then she leave it fi spoil

Same meditation she teach to your child

Careful, you wind up beside her, you frighten, you might pay

So what I say

I’ve got to find my Black Cinderella

She cannot be my Black Cinderella