paroles de chanson Fat Camp Feva w/ Tes - Funkstorung & Tes

Tes:

Wanna tes drive
Hop in my testarossa
Sound kit down control crews no chauffer
Whipping corners windows down tes spitting
Hitting spots forbidden g-shock no skipping
Bqe to both ends tes beats in the backround
The dirtiest tracks hiss raps smackdown
Hit a bump bounce like hydrolics
Gas low no cash flow wallets screaming feed me dollars
Double park jackson chase
Off to hess goes tes fill me up with the best
Fuel for fame license plates
Tight breaks nothing accidental
Engine most fine tuned unlimited potential
Bust through road blocks surpass where the road stops
Four wheel drive voice command look ma no hands
Still in command park where i rest
Till i start with the next
Doors lift up flip up fly text
That's right it's tes catch my testarossa
Seen em all come close
They all got driven over

Peep my testarossa right there with mercedes
In a snapshot car and driver rap plot
Enduro gold to turbo tes
Pop a face for cassettes
Oil change and free wash alpine scents
Leave sirens out the rearview oil slicks and smoke
As far as i'm concerned they could all choke
You could be a spy hunter with a word bond like james
Ain't no tracing my trails invisible lanes
Super getaways db cooper
Give plenty chase
Nitro means you still can't see me trooper
This is the game of life demolition deface mics
On some yes yes all yee hah no ramps
Just a push of my thumb
Leaping canyons on some evil and son
Auto chute help me land wheels on sand
Wheels that float a chopper to propell on note
Driving on beats that are broke
You can eat my dust hear me reving grand prix
Indy five tight grip atari fuck ferrari
It's my testarossa