Sangtekster:
Blur Hard Slow

Treat me Hard + Slow Don't let me go oooo oooh ooooooh x2 Strip me of my clothes Kiss Hard + Slow. oooo oooh ooooooh x2

, All ya'll niggas suck my balls one time while I unwind, now I'm bustin' your ass counter clockwise, I get dumb, but dumber, Why your vision blurred?

built and killed style and skill While poetically recriminate you like a child I will Get ill, and switch to earn 'cause I prefer to slur but not blur Blurring

be a star Take a look around without looking down All these things have blurred your vision Material things don't amount to nothing But I know how you feel It's hard

when it's all a blur it's as clear as can be Killin' the pain just comes easy for me No it ain't that hard for somebody like me To wind up in all the

treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a voice And when it's mine, that's when the rhyme is always choice I wouldn't have came, to set my name around the same weak shit Puttin' blurs

to tell us How you do it on the power-U, it's simple shit'll get props Don't let me bring it God I swing it hard like little kid bops So front I keep

smoke on to keep a high In the sky, as I emphasize the right to reply With these words you under heard I swerve through a blur Dodging these fuck niggaz

bass and treble is moist, scratchin' and cuttin' a voice And when it's mine that's when the rhyme is always choice I wouldn't have came to set my name around the same weak shit Puttin' blurs