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J. Cole » God's Gift
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Up up and away... Would you trust me... Would you love me... Then it must be... (Verse 1:) Worldwide stunner, oh man, I'm a Reign on the game, make it storm and thunder Grab an umbrella bitch, and go stand under And bundle up, it's gonna be a cold ass summer You niggas so last summer Onto the new, on onto the new shit Jigga wouldn't even take my CD when he seen me Two years later bitch we made it on, onto the Blueprint Now how's that for persistence Cole World comin', call back up assistance Same broads, used to hang up on my walls Now they come up out their drawers, how's that for a mistress Hell bent, heaven sent, Lord I repent if I ever sinned Now I know I ain't the richest, but I still wanna ball Put money over bitches but we still underdogs (Hook:) Did you miss me? No I don't know where I'm goin', but I'm goin', now is you comin' with me? Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me? If I was on my last dollar, dead poor, assed out, would you love me? Then it must be a match made in heaven God's Gift God's Gift God's Gift Motherfucker this is God's gift (Verse 2:) Pussy my passion Man I just can't help it I see a cookie, I grab one Lookin' for some nookie, I'm tryna scoop me a bad one Every verse I spit it just like it could be my last one Ever since I got on I've been on a mission to fuck the bitches I missed out on Ex-cheerleader hollerin' what's up Now her nigga beat her, now that's fucked up What type of little fuck boy hitter Woman baby wouldn't put his hands on a nigga I ain't bitter boy that's all you Plus I just fucked her 'fore she called you Dry your eyes baby, I'll drive you home Older hoes sayin', my how you've grown I came up, fucked the game up Show my momma I'll survive on my own (Hook:) Did you miss me? No I don't know where I'm goin', but I'm goin', now is you comin' with me? Up, up and away, hey, do you trust me? If I was on my last dollar, dead poor, assed out, would you love me? Then it must be a match made in heaven God's Gift God's Gift God's Gift Motherfucker this is God's gift
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