[00:00:00] Testarossa - Sir Mix-A-Lot
[00:00:25] I＇m your Testarosa First gear
[00:00:27] Watch me go keep ＇em in fear
[00:00:30] Rumble young man rumble
[00:00:31] Brother won＇t fumble muthafukas just crumble
[00:00:33] Gaskets crank rappers get spank
[00:00:35] Stripes get yank a superior rank
[00:00:37] Won＇t stop the jock in some American car use a lyrical radar
[00:00:40] But I＇m rolling the cartel＇s tolling
[00:00:43] For the D＇s keep folding
[00:00:44] Most Cadillac rappers get look and disturb
[00:00:46] By the jet black blur
[00:00:47] Me the Testarosa running like it suppose ta
[00:00:50] Don＇t try to get closer
[00:00:51] Cause you might get lost in the dual exhaust
[00:00:52] Don＇t ever try to f**k wit＇ a boss
[00:00:55] High octane there ain＇t no ping
[00:00:57] When I swing on a lyrical speed king
[00:00:59] And that＇s just first gear listen for the upshift
[00:01:01] Who can get wit＇ this
[00:01:06] Second gear look it here queer
[00:01:10] I＇m in here hitting like spears
[00:01:23] The rhyme cartel slings legalized dope
[00:01:25] Some cope others get (gunshot noises)
[00:01:28] Lost on the boss it＇s finish is flawless
[00:01:30] 12 cylinders listen to the horses
[00:01:31] It accelerates smooth
[00:01:33] Move or else get move
[00:01:35] Run for cover my brother suckers are getting smothered
[00:01:37] I cutted you other smutters rammed in the gutter
[00:01:38] My rep is kept muthafukas must step
[00:01:40] The best get swept and let out to rest
[00:01:42] Huuuu look at that air intake
[00:01:44] Second gear passing fakes
[00:01:46] Revolution per lyric get higher
[00:01:48] How can I chill when my rhyme＇s on fire
[00:01:50] As I approach the end of my tach
[00:01:51] My lyrical horse power blows to the max
[00:01:53] Red line is reached to the peak of my speech
[00:01:55] And I told ya I＇m your Testarosa
[00:01:57] Testarosa
[00:02:04] Gear number three get off the clutch and don＇t let ＇em up
[00:02:15] Keep ＇em all down on these young bucks
[00:02:16] Let ＇em know big boss is just a bit quicker
[00:02:18] Get the picture
[00:02:19] Backtalk tolerated none son
[00:02:20] Left you at the gun when I hit gear one
[00:02:22] Now I＇m in third and you think that＇s quick
[00:02:25] Huh wait till I hit fifth
[00:02:25] Me and my pack we keep plenty of snackpacks
[00:02:28] You said fat now I＇m yo to the max
[00:02:30] Want Mix-A-Lot for your next attack
[00:02:31] Hey yo critical mass yea I got your gat
[00:02:33] Two hundred sixty pounds of pure pain
[00:02:35] Critical mass is my homeboy＇s name
[00:02:37] My personal trainer taking weight gainer
[00:02:38] Got the bulk to crush and contain ya
[00:02:41] On the tach I＇m like a wind ax
[00:02:43] Cutting up air like Boeings aircraft
[00:02:44] Time to shift and let my lyrical seatbelt hold ya
[00:02:47] I＇m your Testarosa
[00:03:02] Up to fourth gear the speed increase
[00:03:04] Police got beef wit the word chief
[00:03:06] Move or lose I excuse the wack dudes
[00:03:08] You light my fuse and clear out or get used
[00:03:11] I go 100 in a 55
[00:03:12] No need to lip synch I＇m straight out live
[00:03:14] So I＇m rough lust who wanna be tough
[00:03:16] You fuss and cuss wearing that Raider＇s stuff
[00:03:17] Fake fools from around the way
[00:03:19] Knowing damn well you ain＇t from LA
[00:03:21] Ashamed where you come from son so you rattle
[00:03:22] Like it or not I scream straight up Seattle
[00:03:24] Rip up streets wit a lyrical sweet
[00:03:26] Don＇t peep or creep or you lose your freak
[00:03:28] The cam＇s growl engine loud
[00:03:30] My tongue keep beating ＇em down
[00:03:32] Rev it up get ready for fifth
[00:03:34] Just hit ＇em wit a maximum dis
[00:03:35] I roll ya fold ya mold ya I told ya I control ya
[00:03:40] And I＇m your Testarosa
[00:03:44] I＇m your Testarosa
[00:03:56] Yo Punish show ＇em what time it is
[00:04:12] Gear number five you＇re eyes get wide
[00:04:14] So realize that I survive and I rhyme for mine
[00:04:15] I rope the dope and is he coming up nope
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