Cinderella chords by Mac Miller

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

IPart I: Cinderella:


Intro: Ty Dolla $ign:
Dm
Uh, $ign
G
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
C
No, no ($ign)
Am
Ayy

Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign:
    Dm             G
I been waitin' all night for this moment
    C             Am
I been waitin' all year for this moment
    Dm              G
I been picturin' you takin' off your clothes for me
    C              Am
I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you
    Dm               G
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
   C             Am
Cinderella, better get your ass home
    Dm                G
Man, I swear that parents just don't understand
      C          Am
You ain't gotta be old to be a man
    Dm       G
Take my hand, come with me
    C     Am
To my room (My room)
       Dm        G
Girl, I got a suite at the SLS (SLS), uh
     C           Am
I already know you got expensive taste (Yeah)
       Dm           G
Ayy, take my hand (My hand), follow me (Follow me)
   C     Am
To my room
         Dm             G
Tell your little friends you gon' be alright
       C
Girl, I got a plan for the whole night


Verse 1: Mac Miller:

Okay, your legs just like
 Dm
A store: they open up and you got people in line
      G
Been there every night for weeks at a time
     C
You in my dreams, that's why I sleep all the time
            Am
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
      Dm
I told you, you don't have to worry, you'll be fine
       G
This type of thing, I heard it happen all the time
   C
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
       Am
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin' me high
       Dm
Said nothin' better than the first time
                 G
I'll be at your service like the check-in at curbside
                C
You don't have to spend another second on this Earth dry
               Am
Wet you like a breath We go a second and a third time

Left you a perverse mind
Dm
And when you hungry, I can chef you up a stir fry
G                       C
Get you some dessert wine, elevate ya third eye

First prize, Nobel, get a piece
A
Your clothes off, turn around, lemme see


Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign:
    Dm             G
I been waitin' all night for this moment
    C             Am
I been waitin' all year for this moment
    Dm              G
I been picturin' you takin' off your clothes for me
    C              Am
I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you
    Dm               G
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
   C             Am
Cinderella, better get your ass home
    Dm                G
Man, I swear that parents just don't understand
      C          Am
You ain't gotta be old to be a man
    Dm       G
Take my hand, come with me
    C     Am
To my room (My room)
       Dm        G
Girl, I got a suite at the SLS (SLS), uh
     C              Am
I already know you got expensive taste (Yeah)
       Dm           G
Ayy, take my hand (My hand), follow me (Follow me)
   C     Am
To my room
         Dm             G
Tell your little friends you gon' be alright
       C
Girl, I got a plan for the whole night



Verse 2: Mac Miller:

Yeah, okay
Dm
I came up with a plan, it was take you by the hand
       G
And bring you somewhere where the sand is, soon as we landed
     C
We went straight into the room and played the music
             Am
Started dancin', you was takin' off your pants
                    Dm
It look like Dorothy ain't in Kansas anymore, I do you like a chore
         G
We started on the bed and then we movin' to the floor
          C
You started gettin' crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
           Am
I thought you was an angel, now you yellin' to the Lord
      Dm
You used to tell me all the time I ain't ya type
  G
Now you always wanna spend the night
  C
Now I'm doin' everything you like
     Am
When I'm inside your pussy, damn, it feels so right (Yeah)
      Dm
But I still respect ya game, every time I'm out-of-line
      G
You always set me straight, the sex is great, for Heaven's sakes
     C
I need it every day, I yell your name, Cinderella
Am
Never gonna find nobody better, all my life...


Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign:

    Dm             G
I been waitin' all night for this moment
    C             Am
I been waitin' all year for this moment
    Dm              G
I been picturin' you takin' off your clothes for me
    C              Am
I been literally curvin' all these hoes for you
    Dm               G
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
   C             Am
Cinderella, better get your ass home
    Dm                G
Man, I swear that parents just don't understand
      C          Am
You ain't gotta be old to be a man
    Dm       G
Take my hand, come with me
    C     Am
To my room (My room)
       Dm        G
Girl, I got a suite at the SLS (SLS), uh
     C              Am
I already know you got expensive taste (Yeah)
       Dm           G
Ayy, take my hand (My hand), follow me (Follow me)
   C     Am
To my room
         Dm             G
Tell your little friends you gon' be alright
       C
Girl, I got a plan for the whole night I been waitin' all night for this moment


Guitar Solo: Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman:


Part II: Right After Love:

(CREDIT TO KEVAUGHAN FOR ENDING OF SONG)

Verse 1: Mac Miller:

Am    D
Hey now, I'm saying
Em       G
My only way out is way in
C    D        Em     G
I won't stop 'til you're mine, no way
   Am        D
Well all my days now, they changin'
Em      G
I got angels, no more Satan
C     D      Em
Looks like God's on my side
G
This time, well


Refrain: Mac Miller:


C
I been meanin' to tell you
      Cm     F
You lookin' better every day
     A#
Write you letters
                 D        A#
It's only right that right after love I write my name, yeah

C         Cm        F
If it's forever or never it's all the same
A#
Under the weather
             (D)      (A#)
Feel much better when that weather isn't rain

Chorus:

Am    D       Em     G
Ooh Cinderella don't you run out of time
Am            D     Em     G
It feels like you've been taking all day
Am           D
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
       G Bm   Em  (Em G C)
I promise I'm not far behind
C        D     Em    G
So don't you dare throw this away


Refrain: Mac Miller:

C
I been meanin' to tell you
Cm           F
You lookin' better every day
A#
Write you letters
                (D)      (A#)
It's only right that right after love I write my name
C          Cm         F
And if it's forever or never it's all the same
A#
Under the weather
              (D)     (A#)
Feel much better when that weather isn't rain