Rihanna — Hard

"Hard"

(feat. Young Jeezy)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ah yeah, yeah, yeah (Ah yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah

Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, yeah

[Rihanna:]

They can say whatever, I'mma do whatever

No pain is forever, yup! You know this

Tougher than a lion, ain't gon' need to try it

I live where the sky ends, yup! You know this

Never lying, truth-teller

That Rihanna reign just won't let up

All-black on, blacked-out shades, blacked-out Maybach

I'mma rock this shit like fashion, as in going til they say stop

And my, runway never looked so clear, but the hottest bitch in heels right here

No fear, and while you're getting your cry on, I'm getting my fly on

Sincere, I see you aiming at my pedestal, I better let you know

That I, I, I, I'm so hard, yea, yea, yea, I'm so hard

That I, I, I, I'm so hard, yea, yea, yea, I'm so hard

That I, I, I, I'm so hard, yea, yea, yea, I'm so hard

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

Yea, yea, yea, (that Rihanna reign just don't let up)

Yea, yea, yea, (that Rihanna reign just don't let up)

Yea, yea, yea, (that Rihanna reign just don't let up)

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

All up on it, know you want to clone it

Ain't like me, that chick too phony

Ride this beat, beat, beat like a pony

Meet me at the top, top, top, getting lonely

Who 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 aiming at my pedestal, so I think I gotta let you know

That I, I, I, I'm so hard, yea, yea, yea, I'm so hard

That I, I, I, I'm so hard, yea, yea, yea, I'm so hard

That I, I, I, I'm so hard, yea, yea, yea, I'm so hard

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

[Young Jeezy:]

Go hard or go home, back to your residence

Soon as the Red Dogs give the block back to the presidents

I used to run my whole block like Obama and them

You ain't gotta believe me - go ask my momma and them

Couldn't even come in my room, smelled like a kilo

Look like me and two of my boys playing casino

Count the style I keep in my bag, they can't afford it

Tell 'em "give me back my swag!" - they trying to clone it

See my Louis chucks, Louis flag, Louis frames, Louis belt

What that make me, "Louis Mane"?

I'm in the all-white party wearing all black

With my new black watch, call it the heart attack

Cardiac arrest, Carti'ac a wrist

Yeah, they say they hard, they ain't hard as this

Hard: the one word describes me

If I wasn't doing this, you know where I'd be

[Rihanna:]

Where them girls talking trash?

Where them girls talking trash?

Where they at? Where they at? Where they at?

Where them bloggers at?

Where them bloggers 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

Ah yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard

That I, I, I, I'm so hard

Ah yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard

That I, I, I, I'm so hard

Ah yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so hard

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

That I, I, I