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Awesome Video (MV)




Performed By: TyDaGod
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Shane DePerini, Tyler Fitzgerald




TyDaGod - Awesome Lyrics
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Sheesh (Sheesh)
Aye (Aye)
Ya dig (Ya dig)
It's TyDaGod (TyDaGod)
Just keep up with doin'
What ever you doin'
These niggas is bitches
They eat off a spoon
These niggas is bitches
They be just pathetic
I hop in the car
And I make it go vroom
They stay wearin' vests
I swear it want help
Just brought a new gun
Clip long as a broom
Sit him like a stool
But that's just his body that dropped
But his soul is now
High as the moon
I'm in my bag now
Run to the cash now
Big body bitch pulled up
With her pants down
Top of the key
Hand down
Nigga, man down
Hot summer day
In yo face
You get fanned down
Talkin' and talkin'
Bout what you gone do to me nigga
Quickly get you put in a coffin
Whippin it out
I'm sprayin'
And cleanin' the scene
Like I'm using a bottle of Awesome
Drip like a faucet
Diamonds on me and they wet like a dolphin
She trynna f*ck, I bring her to my office
Not bout no money, I'm not with the talkin'
Blue and green money, Minnesota Boston
I'm thumbin' through 50's and 100's
So much that I know you wouldn't understand
Just cuz you see that I'm getting money
Go work, I won't put this shit in yo hand
I need a hunnit cash
Cuz I'm trynna cop my ma a crib
That's bigger than Neverland
Run do the Money-Dance
Big box full of gold in my crib
That shit look like a treasure chest
I hit the letter X
Then got a text from my ex
She said she miss me and havin' sex
Move like I'm playing chess
I'm eating at Checkers
And I got like 22 in my pants
Sharp like a bayonet
She like "Bae where you at?"
On the way get a check
(On the way get a check)
Send bro to snatch yo shit
Intercept, catch a pick
No you can't get it back
Got the game on lockson
Swollen
Two-seater whip, pull up
Go in
Bad bitches see money, den them bitches on it
Hit the bitch from the back, then I'm gone dip
Mama said that she want it, gotta get a new whip
Wide body, slide through lookin' like a cruise ship
White paint, white feet, riding round in cool whip
One key, beep-beep, mama here, use this
You talkin' and talkin'
Bout what you gone do to me nigga
Quickly get you put in a coffin
Whippin it out
I'm sprayin'
And cleanin' the scene
Like I'm using a bottle of Awesome
Just keep up with doin'
What ever you doin'
These niggas is bitches
They eat off a spoon
These niggas is bitches
They be just pathetic
I hop in the car
And I make it go vroom
They stay wearin' vests
I swear it want help
Just brought a new gun
Clip long as a broom
Sit him like a stool
But that's just his body that dropped
But his soul is now
High as the moon
I'm in my bag now
Run to the cash now
Big body bitch pulled up
With her pants down
Top of the key
Hand down
Nigga, man down
Hot summer day
In yo face
You get fanned down
Talkin' and talkin'
Bout what you gone do to me nigga
Quickly get you put in a coffin
Whippin it out
I'm sprayin'
And cleanin' the scene
Like I'm using a bottle of Awesome
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Sheesh (Sheesh)
Aye (Aye)
Ya dig (Ya dig)
It's TyDaGod (TyDaGod)
Just keep up with doin'
What ever you doin'
These niggas is bitches
They eat off a spoon
These niggas is bitches
They be just pathetic
I hop in the car
And I make it go vroom
They stay wearin' vests
I swear it want help
Just brought a new gun
Clip long as a broom
Sit him like a stool
But that's just his body that dropped
But his soul is now
High as the moon
I'm in my bag now
Run to the cash now
Big body bitch pulled up
With her pants down
Top of the key
Hand down
Nigga, man down
Hot summer day
In yo face
You get fanned down
Talkin' and talkin'
Bout what you gone do to me nigga
Quickly get you put in a coffin
Whippin it out
I'm sprayin'
And cleanin' the scene
Like I'm using a bottle of Awesome
Drip like a faucet
Diamonds on me and they wet like a dolphin
She trynna f*ck, I bring her to my office
Not bout no money, I'm not with the talkin'
Blue and green money, Minnesota Boston
I'm thumbin' through 50's and 100's
So much that I know you wouldn't understand
Just cuz you see that I'm getting money
Go work, I won't put this shit in yo hand
I need a hunnit cash
Cuz I'm trynna cop my ma a crib
That's bigger than Neverland
Run do the Money-Dance
Big box full of gold in my crib
That shit look like a treasure chest
I hit the letter X
Then got a text from my ex
She said she miss me and havin' sex
Move like I'm playing chess
I'm eating at Checkers
And I got like 22 in my pants
Sharp like a bayonet
She like "Bae where you at?"
On the way get a check
(On the way get a check)
Send bro to snatch yo shit
Intercept, catch a pick
No you can't get it back
Got the game on lockson
Swollen
Two-seater whip, pull up
Go in
Bad bitches see money, den them bitches on it
Hit the bitch from the back, then I'm gone dip
Mama said that she want it, gotta get a new whip
Wide body, slide through lookin' like a cruise ship
White paint, white feet, riding round in cool whip
One key, beep-beep, mama here, use this
You talkin' and talkin'
Bout what you gone do to me nigga
Quickly get you put in a coffin
Whippin it out
I'm sprayin'
And cleanin' the scene
Like I'm using a bottle of Awesome
Just keep up with doin'
What ever you doin'
These niggas is bitches
They eat off a spoon
These niggas is bitches
They be just pathetic
I hop in the car
And I make it go vroom
They stay wearin' vests
I swear it want help
Just brought a new gun
Clip long as a broom
Sit him like a stool
But that's just his body that dropped
But his soul is now
High as the moon
I'm in my bag now
Run to the cash now
Big body bitch pulled up
With her pants down
Top of the key
Hand down
Nigga, man down
Hot summer day
In yo face
You get fanned down
Talkin' and talkin'
Bout what you gone do to me nigga
Quickly get you put in a coffin
Whippin it out
I'm sprayin'
And cleanin' the scene
Like I'm using a bottle of Awesome
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Writer: Shane DePerini, Tyler Fitzgerald
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