Go Hard (La.La.La) Lyrics

Kreayshawn

Somethin' Bout Kreay

Lyrics to Go Hard (La.La.La)
Go Hard (La.La.La) Video:
Hey bitch, what's up?
You know I'd really like to do that
But I don't have any fucking money
Like I don't have any fucking money!

Chorus:
Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your step father's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like la la la
La la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la

Hey bitch, I see you working at the mall
At forever twenty one, selling tanks and shawls
You wanna quit your job? You need a place to go?
Girl, run your own show, but don't be on some hoe shit
Bounce with something cute on, I kiss into a fog zone
I'll be really off and searching for some water though
What it do? Let it go, and go hard!
Let me see you doing, go hard, like real hard!

Chorus:
Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your step father's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of our lungs like la la la
La la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la

Do it like, do it like, let me see you go hard, go hard, go hard!
Girl, you need that new, bottles on chill
I got gold chain flu, little lady on my side, show me how you ride out!
Be a good one, and I'll take you to my hideout!
Pretty little bitch, dripping like some water though
I be on that straw and coming for that low, low
What I did? Let her go! She's bad now
She went real hard until she threw her back out!

Chorus:
Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your step father's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of my lungs like la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la

Silly girl, take your jacket off
Get off the floor, go hard!
Go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard!
Do it like, do it like, do it like!
Let me see you go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard!

Chorus:
Hey bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?
Go in the crib, steal your step father's credit card
And take the car and do circles in the parking lot
Scream at the top of my lungs like la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la
We on the la la la la la la la la la la

Do it like, do it like, do it like!
Let me see you go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard!
Go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard!
Do it like, do it like, do it like!
Let me see you go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard!
Go hard, go hard, go hard, go hard!
Songwriters: ZOLOT, NATASSIA GAIL / ZOLOT, NATASSIA GAIL / BAPTISTE, JEAN PAUL LOUIS N / FRIEDRICH, MORITZ N / JEBERG, JONAS N / KOUAME, JEAN BAPTISTE N / MCHENRY, MICHAEL
Publisher: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, DOWNTOWN MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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