| Once upon a time, in the L.B.C.
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| On the Eastside, off of 2−1 Street
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| There lived a young man, Cinderfella’s his name
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| To make it interesting it’s me, peep game
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| I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
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| And two step-brothers who treated me bad
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| I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
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| And I was like an errand boy runnin to the stores
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| My brothers, they used to boast and brag:
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| «We've got Fubu, and you’ve got rags!»
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| And even worse than that, to make me feel low
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| They gave me a skateboard, while they had low-lows
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| Girls used to say, «Snoop, you’re so cute
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| But you gets no rap with that to' up khaki suit»
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| Welllll, one day, up the Avenue
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| There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
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| He said ah, «Hear ye! |
| Hear ye! |
| Come one, come all!
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| The princess is having a royal ball
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| If you can rap, also dress fresh
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| You might win a date with the sweet princess»
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| Well I, um, ran home when I heard the newsflash
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| I bust through the door, straight to my step-dad
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| I said, «Step-dad, may I?»
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| And before I could finish, «Hell no!», he replied (Cinderfella!)
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| My brothers were goin, they were gettin down
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| Even Pops was goin for a piece of the crown (Cinderfella!)
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| They flaunted, they haunted, they knew what I wanted
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| «We can and you can’t,» is what they taunted (nana-nana-nah-nah)
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| They all stood there, laughin in my face
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| And as they walked out they said, «Clean up this place!»
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| Well I shrugged, I hissed, they all tried to diss
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| And I’d get them back if I had one wish
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| Before I could make my thought a phrase
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| There appeared a man from a puff of haze
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| He said, «What's up, Dogg? |
| My name is Herb
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| I’m your fairy Doggfather, you know it, word!
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| Now I’ve came here with the main purpose
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| Of granting you your fondest wish»
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| I said, «Herb, my man, just make me fresh
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| And I’m sure that I can handle, all the rest»
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| With a snap of his fingers sparks began to shoot
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| And I was jumpin in my body: a slick silk suit
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| On my feet was some white tube socks
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| And a fresh pair of Chucks from the Foot-lock
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| I showed him my sack, and don’t you know
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| With a snap, the sack became some doe-doe
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| Once again his hands began to flow
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| Then he changed my skateboard into a six-fo' (damn!)
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| He checked me over, passed me the keys
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| And said, «One more thing before you leave…
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| You must return before the stroke of twelve
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| Or you’ll turn back into your old self»
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| I jumped in the low-low and went on my way
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| I got to the party 'bout ten, I’d say
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| It was after eleven when I rocked the mic
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| And by the time I left the stage
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| The people were hyped (well alright!)
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| The princess was starin, while holdin a drank
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| Reflected from her eyes was gold tank
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| She waved her hands like, «Hello! |
| Hi!»
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| Then gave another gesture like, «Come here, guy!»
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| I left the stage, girls came in flocks
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| The b*tch was swingin from the hard knocks
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| I heard a sound, not a tick nor tock
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| Gong! |
| First bell before twelve o’clock
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| No time to waste, I broke out in haste
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| The princess followed in a futile chase
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| A quick steady pace is what I kept
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| Lost one of my Chucks on one of those steps
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| For the six-fo' I continued my stride
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| About this time I heard gong five
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| I was down the block when I heard gong eight
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| And the princess screamed out, «Wait! |
| Wait! |
| Wait! |
| Wait!»
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| I was almost home when my luck ran out
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| And there went my suit, my doe sack and clout
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| My fresh low-low, also went too
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| And there was no denyin that my night was through
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| The one All-Star, the freshest thing I sported
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| Jumped on my board, for home I skateboarded
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| Made it to my pad, no time at all
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| Went to my room, or better yet the far wall |
| Hid the shoe away, still feelin pleased
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| Then jumped in my cot to catch some Z’s
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| Early the next mornin, when I awoke
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| I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat
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| Slid into the front, my family stared at me
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| Sayin, «Wasn't that you? |
| Nah, it couldn’t be»
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| They kept askin me if I did my chores
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| My butt was saved by a knock at the door
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| «Who is it?», that’s what my brothers barked
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| «The princess,» this sweet voice remarked
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| She said she was lookin for a certain man
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| Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand
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| The family ran around with their heads in the air
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| Bringin her shoes from everywhere
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| She just shook her head, a nod of relief
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| And said, «No, that’s not the one that I’m lookin' for, Chief»
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| I ran in the room and got my shoe
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| And said, «Is this the one you’re referring to?»
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| Well she said, «Yes, and you’re so cute
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| But where’s your doe-doe and slick silk suit?»
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| I put on the shoe, then there came a flash of light
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| And I was wearin shit, from just last night
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| Looked out the window, saw the six-fo'
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| Yelled to my family, «I've GOT to go!»
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| We drove up the Avenue, the princess and I
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| And in back of me, I heard my family cry…
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!)
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| And I’m the rapper Doggy Dogg you love
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| (Cinderfella Doggy Dogg!) |