CINDERELLA
Chika Lyrics


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Yeah

Clock strike ten, hunnid twenty minutes 'til the party 'posed to end
Lil' mama thicker than the grip up on a pen
Type of ass that make a nigga wanna run and tell a friend
Pardon my French-ooh, oui
Askin' around, who's she? I swear I gotta get her
Accordin' to the homies ain't nobody ever met her
But some niggas call her Cindy and the others call her Ella-D
Do you think that she'd be looking for a lady or a fella?
Judgin' by the twinkle in eye, got me thinkin' she be down for whatever
I done been around but I never seen a beauty like hers
Lordy, them curves make a nigga get to stutterin' and trippin' on words
No one sleepin', niggas sheep and flockin' to her like herds
But she muggin', I don't think she in the mood
I'ma roll a spliff and go and wait to make a move, ooh

What she doing at a party like this? (like this)
Walked in here and had an aura like bliss (like bliss)
She ain't worried 'bout the ice on my wrist
She got real wit
She want real shit, real shit

And so I'm rolling this blunt over here and I
Overhear these two hatin'-ass hoes in the corner
Scowling and calling Ms. Cindy a "foreigner"
Ripping apart the blue gown that adorn her
In short, talking shit, it went something like this

"Ugh, why she here?
By the invitation think they made it quite clear
It's a celebration only for the graduation
Deadass, I ain't even hating but she ain't in my year"
"Girl, you ain't even lyin'
That bitch think she muhfuckin' fine, she ain't all that"
Is they muhfuckin' blind? Nigga, they doin' the most
If these bitches wanna roast, I got the motherfuckin' time, shit
Back to the mission
I done let her get up out my vision, cough
And this blunt hittin'
Party 'bout to end and I ain't even got to sippin'
Got D'Usse up in the cooler
I'm a fool or I'm trippin'
So I hop up out my chair, I swear I had a good listen
It's starting to blow me in a minute I'm dippin'
'Bout to make a drink and 'round the corner, I'm whipping
And I swear you won't believe who was waiting in the kitchen, kitchen

What she doing at a party like this? (like this)
Walked in here and had an aura like bliss (like bliss)
She ain't worried 'bout the ice on my wrist




She got real wit
She want real shit, real shit

Overall Meaning

The first verse of Chika's "Cinderella Pt. 1" describes the singer's attraction to a woman he sees at a party, who has a "type of ass that make a nigga wanna run and tell a friend." He overhears rumors about her from other men and wonders whether she's looking for a man or a woman. He's intimidated by her beauty and curves, which make him stutter and trip over his words. Despite the attention from others, he recognizes that she's not in the mood, but waits patiently to make his move.


The second verse reveals the harsh criticism and jealousy of two women towards the "foreign" Cindy and her appearance at the graduation party. They belittle her dress and question her presence, suggesting that she doesn't belong among their year. The singer recognizes their envious behavior and briefly considers confronting them before getting distracted by the party and his own plans.


The chorus reinforces Cindy's confidence and authenticity, focused on real connections and conversation rather than material possessions or status symbols. The song's title references the classic fairy tale about a young woman who is transformed from rags to riches and meets her prince at a royal ball. However, Chika's version subverts the story by centering Cindy's perspective and subverting stereotypes about race, class, and gender.


Line by Line Meaning

Clock strike ten, hunnid twenty minutes 'til the party 'posed to end
It's almost the end of the party, and there's not much time left


Lil' mama thicker than the grip up on a pen
She has a curvy body


Type of ass that make a nigga wanna run and tell a friend
Her body is so attractive that people can't help but talk about it


Pardon my French-ooh, oui
I'm sorry for cursing, but I'm really into her


Accordin' to the homies ain't nobody ever met her
Her presence is a mystery to everyone


But some niggas call her Cindy and the others call her Ella-D
People call her by different names


Do you think that she'd be looking for a lady or a fella?
I'm curious about her sexual orientation


Judgin' by the twinkle in eye, got me thinkin' she be down for whatever
I think she's open-minded and willing to try new things


I done been around but I never seen a beauty like hers
She is the most beautiful person I have ever seen


Lordy, them curves make a nigga get to stutterin' and trippin' on words
Her curves are so stunning that they leave me speechless


No one sleepin', niggas sheep and flockin' to her like herds
Everyone is attracted to her and wants to be near her


But she muggin', I don't think she in the mood
She looks serious and unapproachable


I'ma roll a spliff and go and wait to make a move, ooh
I'll smoke a joint and wait for the right moment to approach her


What she doing at a party like this? (like this)
I'm surprised that she's at this party


Walked in here and had an aura like bliss (like bliss)
She radiates a sense of inner peace and happiness


She ain't worried 'bout the ice on my wrist
She doesn't care about material things


She got real wit
She's genuine and authentic


She want real shit, real shit
She wants something meaningful and authentic


Ripping apart the blue gown that adorn her
They're criticizing the dress she's wearing


In short, talking shit, it went something like this
In summary, they were talking negatively about her


It's starting to blow me in a minute I'm dippin'
The situation is becoming annoying, and I'm going to leave soon


And I swear you won't believe who was waiting in the kitchen, kitchen
Someone unexpected was waiting for me in the kitchen




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jane Chika Oranika

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@ibtissamben8813

Cinderella, you sound like me
I remember you from my dreams
When I'm with you, you make time freeze
(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
Cinderella, who I might be
Doesn't matter if I'm icy
No agenda, you love blindly
(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
Maybe I'm out of my mind
I'm used to hanging with dimes
Something about you is different
You're all that I'm missing
I'm thinking about making you mine
Me, I got used to the limelight
Spending my nights getting rhymes right
Being with you is the highlight
Lately I'm thinking the time's right
Don't want you anywhere else
Stay, girl I need you right here to myself
No one is better alone
Come and take part in the wealth
And I know that you're leaving soon
We're running out of time
Let's create our own reality
And shift the paradigm
Cinderella, you sound like me
I remember you from my dreams
When I'm with you, you make time freeze
(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)
Cinderella, who I might be
Doesn't matter if I'm icy
No agenda, you love blindly
(Oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh)



All comments from YouTube:

@kathankapoor5773

Chika is too underrated, 2021 is her year 💯

@three1eight

I really hope you're right. She's been doig her thing for YEARS, like fr, lol, a real long time

@user-uv7zw6hv1t

Yes!! this is her year 💯

@tedonediditagain_

better be be right.

@coolone982

2022* definitely her year!

@sadiedixson6116

Ahhh it's at 1M I'm so proud to have been here when this was released 😌🤧

@Meltymorty

Her singing voice is criminally underrated

@mosabbabay4561

غل

@LoneLionLeo

Kinda obsessed with this track right now

@pandalife8056

Ikr

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