God's Gift

Album: Cole World: The Sideline Story (2011)
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  • Up up and away, hey, do you trust me?
    Would you love me? Then it must be

    Worldwide stunner, oh man, I'mma
    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

    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 broke, assed out, would you love me?
    Then it must be a match made in heaven
    God's Gift, God's Gift, God's Gift
    Mothafucker this is God's gift

    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 hit a
    Woman, bet he 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

    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 broke, assed out, would you love me?
    Then it must be a match made in heaven
    God's Gift, God's Gift, God's Gift
    Mothafucker this is God's gift Writer/s: JERMAINE L. COLE, MILTON NASCIMENTO
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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