Naomi Elizabeth — God Sent Me Here To Rock You lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "God Sent Me Here To Rock You" by Naomi Elizabeth.
Lyrics
Hi, Los Angeles
This is Naomi Elizabeth
I love you
God sent me here to rock you
He gave me a job to do
He told me, «Girl, you have to show them
The way I do things here in Heaven»
God sent me here to rock you all
And fill this building up with gospel
He told me, «Girl, just stay a little while
And show them all my style»
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
God sent me here to rock you
He gave me a job to do
He sent me down because he knew
It’s something no one else could do
God sent me here to rock you all
And fill this building up with gospel
He told me, «Girl, just stay a little while
And show them all my style»
Hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
I flew down on a cloud
And set my feet on the ground
I had a job to do
To rock every one of you
To rock every one of you
To rock every one of you
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
So, I’m standing here in front of you
To finish what I told him I would do
I’ll fill this building up with gospel
Even if I have to yell
Hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it hot, make it hot, make it hot, make it hotter
Make it
I flew down on a cloud
And set my feet on the ground
I had a job to do
To rock every one of you
To rock every one of you
To rock every one of you
God sent me here to rock you
He gave me a job to do
He told me «Girl, you have to show them
The way I do things here in Heaven»
God sent me here to rock you all
And fill this building up with gospel
He told me, «Girl, just stay a little while
And show them all my style»
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
Hot like the tropics
(Heaven is)