Leon Thomas - Trophy

Up to the gods.
Up to the gods.
Up to the gods. Take that up to the gods.
Up to the gods. Give it to me like a trophy.
Up to the gods. Take that up to the gods.
Versace, baby,
you showin' out.
Your body how you want it, so you goin' now.
You know I got your back, let me blow it out.
Let me blow it out,
yeah. You was made for beaches, duckin' all the leeches.
Love it when you party, it means you need Venetian.