Lyrics:
Decca hey deccade key man duna yey
Decca hey deccade key man duna yey
Decca hey deccade key man duna yey
Decca hey deccade key man duna yey
Decca
He, Decca, told me, Decca said he won't be drinkin'
We, know it ain't true, Decca ain't foolin' me or you
At the bar, Decca's here, he's gone too
nell'atmosfera (qualcosa)
Il mondo è sotto una sfera (qualcosa)
Ed ora è arrivata giù
Hey deccade key man duna yey decca hey
Deccade key man duna yey decca
Du vakre påfugl min av og påfugl
Som jeg har fått ifra India
Jeg lurer på fugl min av og påfugl
Hvor mange batteri må en påfugl ha
Ecca decca tuna
Jeg prinsessa her i kveld
Krona gyldenrød
Perahera ecca decca tuna hatteray
Perahera dansen går på lette trinn
Perahera ecca decca tuna hatteray
Blowing jasmine through the air
You're the sound of running summer
The Decca tree's sweet shade
You're the end of Cabinessence
Sixteen seconds to the fade
head of A&R for Decca Label Group, working with a diverse roster of acts including: Executive Producer for Clay Aiken PBS TV Show and top 10
head of A&R for Decca Label Group, working with a diverse roster of acts including: Executive Producer for Clay Aiken PBS TV Show and top 10
head of A&R for Decca Label Group, working with a diverse roster of acts including: Executive Producer for Clay Aiken PBS TV Show and top 10
Recently head of A&R for Decca Label Group, working with a diverse roster of acts including: Executive Producer for Clay Aiken PBS TV Show and top 10
We got the Decca bars
We got the cover bands
We got the feeling running through the air when I touch your hand
We got the green grass
We got
Charlotte MBANGO
Mister EYANGO
Samuel ETO’O
Roger MILLA
Ben DECCA
Aboubacar, Petit Pays
Omam BIYIK, Omam BIYIK
Tellement indomptables
Kamer imbattable
Même
Decca
You ain't like from Mecca
They don't respect ya
Get the shooting or they wreck ya
It's a trifecta
The way them niggas tried to get ya
Spitting
signed to Decca
They all love me like my name's Tecca
Red bricks taken from Tribeca
Just to throw at X-Men like Rebecca
What's up? What's up? What's up?
(Decca on the track)
Glick to your face
Banana clip red beam
End your day
Hip fire the way
I don't need to aim
Gave you angel wings so just fly away
with a point of view
Or was it put on ice
Or dismissed and despised and disposed off to
Refused…
Decca dissed the Beatles
EMI dissed us
We're
But if one is ripped, how can one expect
To sew shit up in 80-decca?
I think you need a new sewin needle my friend
So try, try again, but don't try me
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