Black Cinderella Protoje

[Intro]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Whoa, whoa

[Chorus: Errol Dunkley (sampled)]
I’ve got to find my Black Cinderella, oh oh

[Verse 1]
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 cah 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

[Chorus: Errol Dunkley (sampled)]
I’ve got to find my Black Cinderella, -rella
She cannot be my Black Cinderella, -rella, -rella
Oh oh

[Verse 2]
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