Hard (Tribute in the Style of Rihanna) - DJ Mixmasters

A yeah, a yeah, a yeah, yeahhh

A yeah, a yeah, a yeah, yeahhh

They can say whateva

Imma do whateva

No pain is foreva

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', true tella

That Rihanna reign just won’t let up

All black on, black top shades

Black top Maybach

I’ma rock this shit like fashion as in

goin' til they sayyy stop

And my, runway never looked so clear

But the hottest bitch in heels right here

No fear, and while you are getting your cry on

I’m getting my fly onnn

Sincere, I see you aimin' at my pedestal

I betta let ya know

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah

That Rihanna reign just won’t let up

A yeah, yeah, yeah

That Rihanna reign just won’t let up

A yeah, yeah, yeah

That Rihanna reign just won’t let up

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 me at the top (top, top)

It’s gettin' lonely

Who think they test me now

Run through yo town

I’ll 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)

Yeahhh

I see you aimin' at my pedestal

So I think I betta let ya know

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

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 ain’t hard as this

Hard!

One word describes me

And if I wasn’t doin' this

You know where I be, too hard

Where them girls talkin' trash

Where them girls talkin' 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 ya lighters at

Where ya 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

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

That I, I, I, I’m so hard

A yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m so hard

So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard

That I, I, I