Ode To The Decade by twxg Lyrics
[Intro]
12 inch prod
Ahem
Ok
[PreChorus]
Encapsulating everything that ever held me back
Any day that comes along, I’ll fuck it in the ass
Producing every day of this COVID-19 act
Kill my vibe, what’s that mean, change my angle of attack
[Chorus]
This an ode to the decade, nearly 4K days
Every weekday, every weekend and every holiday
From the Top Gear episodes of spaghetti bolognese
And all the fat chodes driving Che-Che-Chevrolets
This an ode to the decadе, nearly 4k days
Every weekday, evеry weekend and every holiday
Celebrating everyone, singing Marseillaise
Thinking all my captors are little proteges, ayy
[Verse]
Coming up with everything that ever can be said, I guess I’ll
End up in the world doing nothing till I'm dead, but surely
I can do some things that end up holding me true, projecting
Thoughts onto a whiteboard, fuckin’ red, white and blue, bitch
[Bridge]
(Encapsulating everything that ever held me back
Any day that comes along, I’ll fuck it in the ass
Producing every day of this COVID-19 act
Kill my vibe, what’s that mean, change my angle-)
[Chorus]
This an ode to the decade, nearly 4K days
Every weekday, every weekend and every holiday
From the Top Gear episodes of spaghetti bolognese
And all the fat chodes driving Che-Che-Chevrolets
This an ode to the decade, nearly 4k days
Every weekday, every weekend and every holiday
Celebrating everyone, singing Marseillaise
Thinking all my captors are little proteges, ayy
[Outro]
12 inch prod
12 inch prod
Ahem
Ok
[PreChorus]
Encapsulating everything that ever held me back
Any day that comes along, I’ll fuck it in the ass
Producing every day of this COVID-19 act
Kill my vibe, what’s that mean, change my angle of attack
[Chorus]
This an ode to the decade, nearly 4K days
Every weekday, every weekend and every holiday
From the Top Gear episodes of spaghetti bolognese
And all the fat chodes driving Che-Che-Chevrolets
This an ode to the decadе, nearly 4k days
Every weekday, evеry weekend and every holiday
Celebrating everyone, singing Marseillaise
Thinking all my captors are little proteges, ayy
[Verse]
Coming up with everything that ever can be said, I guess I’ll
End up in the world doing nothing till I'm dead, but surely
I can do some things that end up holding me true, projecting
Thoughts onto a whiteboard, fuckin’ red, white and blue, bitch
[Bridge]
(Encapsulating everything that ever held me back
Any day that comes along, I’ll fuck it in the ass
Producing every day of this COVID-19 act
Kill my vibe, what’s that mean, change my angle-)
[Chorus]
This an ode to the decade, nearly 4K days
Every weekday, every weekend and every holiday
From the Top Gear episodes of spaghetti bolognese
And all the fat chodes driving Che-Che-Chevrolets
This an ode to the decade, nearly 4k days
Every weekday, every weekend and every holiday
Celebrating everyone, singing Marseillaise
Thinking all my captors are little proteges, ayy
[Outro]
12 inch prod