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[Rihanna]
Yeah yeah yeah (x3)
Oh yeah yeah yeah (x3)
Oh yeah (Oh yeah) (x3)
Yeah (Yeah)

Oh yeah (Oh yeah) (x3)
Yeah (Yeah)

They can say whatever
I’mma do whatever
No pain is forever, yup
You know this

Tougher than a lion
Ain’t no need in tryin’
I live where the sky ends, yup
You know this

Never lyin’, truth teller
That Rihanna reign just won’t let up

All black on, black top, shades
Blacked out Maybach

I’mma rock this shit
Like fashion
Does it
Going till this thing stop

And my
One way never looked so clear
But the hottest bitch
In heels right here

No fear
And while your getting your
Crap on
I’m getting my flat on

Sincere
I see you aimin’ at my pedestal
I better let you know

That I, I, I
I’m so hard (So hard)
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m so hard (So hard) (x3)

So hard, so hard
So hard, so hard

(Yeah yeah yeah)
That Rihanna reign just won’t let up (x3)

So hard, so hard
So hard, so hard

All up on it
Know you wanna clone it
Ain’t like me
That chick too phony

Ride this beat, beat, beat
Like a pony
Meet at the top, top, top
Getting on it

Crew think they test me now
Run through your town
I shut it down

Brilliant
Resilient
Fan mail from 27 million

And I want it all
It’s gonna take more than that
Hope that ain’t all you got

I need it all
The money, the fame
The cars, the clothes

I can’t just let you run up
On me like that
All on me like that, yeah

I see you aimin’ at my pedestal
So I think I gotta let you know

That I, I, I
I’m so hard (So hard)
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m so hard (So hard) (x3)

So hard, so hard
So hard, so hard

[Young Jeezy]
Go hard or go home
Back to your residence
Soon the red doors get a block back to the presidents
I used to run my old block like Obama did
You don’t gotta believe me, go ask my momma then

Couldn’t even come in my room
Smell like a kilo
Look like me and two of my boys playin’ casino
Cali’s all I keep in my bag in California
Tell them to give me back my swag
They try to clone me

You see my Louis chucks, Louis bag, Louis frames, Louis belt
What that make me
Louis mane

I’m in the all white party wearin’ all black
With my new black watch called the heart attack
Cardiac arrest, cardiac wrist
Yeah, they say they’re hard
They aint hard as this

Hard!

One word describes me
And if I wasn’t doin’ this
You know where I be, too hard

[Rihanna]
Where them girls talking trash?
Where them girls talking trash?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?

Where them blah girls at?
Where them blah girls at?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?

Where your lighters at?
Where your lighters at?
Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?

So hard, so hard
So hard, so hard

That I, I, I
I’m so hard (So hard)
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m so hard (So hard) (x2)

So hard, so hard
So hard, so hard

That I, I, I

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