I Was Sent by God to Get You Off

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't be afraid, this shit is going straight to your cock And it's okay, you won't be bored for long So fix your face and put your best dress on Just don't be late 'cause I'll be waiting in the centre of the sun [Chorus] 'Cause I was sent by God to get you off, oh-oh-oh I was sent by God to get you off [Verse 2] Tiny chemicals make you sick Mouth so dry, it's too hard to kiss Should'a had me killed when you had the chance Now it's too late, I'm inside again [Chorus] I was sent by God to get you off, oh-oh-oh I was sent by God to get you off I was sent by God to get you off, oh-oh-oh I was sent by God to get you off [Outro] It's all you ever needed And I'll be all you ever wanted We all know you better be good to me, baby 'Cause I'll be all you ever wanted And I'll be all you ever needed We all know you better be good to me, baby [Hidden Track: Rap for Kids] [Intro] You're doing the work of God for the young people So keep going Thanks very much And peace to the world Peace to the world [?] Wonderful work for the young ones Thanks very much They're all God's creations [Refrain] Dough, some cash I made myself Outrageous piles of f...in' bling Me, the most impressive prick By far, the biggest that you've seen So you think you're f..kin' hot? Don't make me laugh, you're plainly f..kin' not The routine, if that's the best you got Then you can give me all your dough [Verse 1] I can't rap, can't sing, can't dance, no swing I'm the mightest motherfucker that you ever seen I'll be sendin' you a bill for my psychiatry Insurance won't cover my ability 'Cause I'm a fish and a chip and I got my steaks I can play the air drum at the flick of a switch Prrr-umpy-pum-pum at the sound of the drum A-rum-pum-pum, rhythm, God please give me some [Verse 2] I'm takin' it step by step just like Patrick Duffy I ate a hard drive, now I'm shittin' the virus Like Beethoven, I got the composition Like Chinese Olympic team, I got no competition Kitty cat, got a math in my eyes Limeline, lemon-lime, I'm ridin' the lemon mine Married a tattooed drunk driver Moved to a takeaway town, inspire and desire [Refrain] Dough, some cash I made myself Outrageous piles of f...in' bling Me, the most impressive prick By far, the biggest that you've seen So you think you're f..kin' hot? Don't make me laugh, you're plainly f..kin' not The routine, if that's the best you got Then you can give me all your dough [Verse 3] Any motherfooker just stare at me I am gonna dance so be like a monkey What exactly do you want me to do? Hold on dude, I'll get my fuckin' man Jabba for you [Verse 4] To break out the bubble, lookin' for trouble 21 days now? They want it double, mate! Incarceration, inflamin' the nation That is my gig, the TV cheese week Out to the way out, sound of my shout out To the hamburger with the brothers I hang out with 'Cause this is something out with, come on one of the six! Kick it in the mix, hoo! [Verse 5] I'm not done but I think what's fun I just begun here by the way I got my headphones on Flim-flum, thanks mum for the peach to the top And by the way, they were yum yum [Verse 6] When this is all said and done I'm gonna vaporize like [?]'s mum And when the bubble's packed up and gone I'll be at home when Ben's World is on (Ben's World is on) [Refrain] Dough, some cash I made myself Outrageous piles of f...in' bling Me, the most impressive prick By far, the biggest that you've seen (That's right) So you think you're f..kin' hot? Don't make me laugh, you're plainly f..kin' not The routine, if that's the best you got Then you can give me all your dough [Verse 7] I'm an uncle [?] Little yellow nigga grown up thinkin' he was white Tryna front up on the mic, I'm like Cross, I sing, I keep it so tight Cross says reality TV bites Six microphones, no decks up next Like chief said to record execs, careers get wrecked First step: grab yourself a microphone Turn it on, get acquainted, make it your own Second step: raid the cupboards of your mother's bling-bling Got to rock the rock before you do your thing Thirdly: get the [?] Remember, [?] large when you're choosin' your plan Four: hit the stage in the place of hypermarketing [?] [?] the hits, before you know it, you're rich bitch [Refrain] Dough, some cash I made myself Outrageous piles of f...in' bling Me, the most impressive prick By far, the biggest that you've seen (That's right) So you think you're f..kin' hot? Don't make me laugh, you're plainly f..kin' not The routine, if that's the best you got Then you can give me all your dough [Outro] Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Ti Do