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Blur Video (MV)




Performed By: Willie Crillz
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Wilfredo Pirela




Willie Crillz - Blur Lyrics




I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

Champagne glass cuz we Made it
Then Im 2 3 getting faded
We done went and got it Never waited
We served and we catered
Kept working and we came Up
Im not antisocial you got Bad vibes
You done went and turned Me to the bad guy
Hit tootsie on a hater
Thats a landslide
Then Im rolling something Til Im feeling like I hand Glide
I know that you hate it When you see me shine
I dont need a hand I know You see me grind
Keep on getting better Nigga gimme time
I take my respect homie Gimme mine

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I be on my job I got em
Big mad
Toys on me like Im Santa Getting big bags
Keep swerving these Bitches like zig zag
Flipping everyday counting Up what we get back
Show you how to flip Show you how to re up Wrist twisting in the Kitchen like mama Mia
Praying for this come up Praying like Ave Maria
John Cena with the trap Niggas cannot see us
I know that you hate it when you see me shine
I dont need a hand I know You me grind
Keep on getting better Nigga gimme time
I take my respect homie Gimme mine

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve
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I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

Champagne glass cuz we Made it
Then Im 2 3 getting faded
We done went and got it Never waited
We served and we catered
Kept working and we came Up
Im not antisocial you got Bad vibes
You done went and turned Me to the bad guy
Hit tootsie on a hater
Thats a landslide
Then Im rolling something Til Im feeling like I hand Glide
I know that you hate it When you see me shine
I dont need a hand I know You see me grind
Keep on getting better Nigga gimme time
I take my respect homie Gimme mine

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I be on my job I got em
Big mad
Toys on me like Im Santa Getting big bags
Keep swerving these Bitches like zig zag
Flipping everyday counting Up what we get back
Show you how to flip Show you how to re up Wrist twisting in the Kitchen like mama Mia
Praying for this come up Praying like Ave Maria
John Cena with the trap Niggas cannot see us
I know that you hate it when you see me shine
I dont need a hand I know You me grind
Keep on getting better Nigga gimme time
I take my respect homie Gimme mine

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve

I smoke weed til I blur
Carry that heat like a fur
Im in that v with a bird
She wave then I surf
Im getting money of the Curve
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Writer: Wilfredo Pirela
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