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Hardaa Video (MV)




Performed By: Cejay
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: CeJay Chaparro




Cejay - Hardaa Lyrics




I had to go hard for this shit
Keep coming and coming
I had to go harder, harder
I had to go harder, harder
I had to get that Prada
That Gucci bag
And I can't love that bitch
She stabbed me in the back
Imma go ahead and walk it out
What you really want to talk about
I don't really want to talk it out
I know you love me for the f*cking clout
Yeah
You only loved me when it was convenient
I know you loved me when we shopped at Neiman's

And I talk to God
He gon' keep me from these demons
And he took you out my life for a reason
And I ain't no sixth man Trevor Ariza
Cause everybody knows that I'm the crowd pleaser
But I might have to go and teach her
Yeah
And I might have to pour a liter
Yeah
I ain't even want to leave her yet
But she been acting so devious
And I can't even f*ck with divas no more
I been on the block with Nina
Oh no
Hank Aaron, yeah I keep a .44

I had to go harder, harder
I had to go harder, harder
I had to get that Prada
That Gucci bag
And I can't love that bitch
She stabbed me in the back
Imma go ahead and walk it out
What you really want to talk about
I don't really want to talk it out
I know you love me for the f*cking clout
Yeah
You only loved me when it was convenient
I know you loved me when we shopped at Neiman's

And I been dreaming
And you been talking for no reason
I been flexing for no reason
I been balling every season
I might pull up with no keys, and
And I talk to God
But I still pull up in demons
And I been in the club
I been going hard
I been f*cking broads
You could of had the world
You could of had the Audemars yeah
And I'm the new wave
But I'm still keeping a rod, yeah
Tryna stack my money tall, yeah
And you don't understand
I'm tryna count up on a hundred bands
And I ain't Bobby bitch
But I still do my Shmoney Dance
And yeah he lame but you still f*ck with that other man
But it's okay cause I had to go

I had to go harder, harder
I had to go harder, harder
I had to get that Prada
That Gucci bag
And I can't love that bitch
She stabbed me in the back
Imma go ahead and walk it out
What you really want to talk about
I don't really want to talk it out
I know you love me for the f*cking clout
Yeah
You only loved me when it was convenient
I know you loved me when we shopped at Neiman's
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I had to go hard for this shit
Keep coming and coming
I had to go harder, harder
I had to go harder, harder
I had to get that Prada
That Gucci bag
And I can't love that bitch
She stabbed me in the back
Imma go ahead and walk it out
What you really want to talk about
I don't really want to talk it out
I know you love me for the f*cking clout
Yeah
You only loved me when it was convenient
I know you loved me when we shopped at Neiman's

And I talk to God
He gon' keep me from these demons
And he took you out my life for a reason
And I ain't no sixth man Trevor Ariza
Cause everybody knows that I'm the crowd pleaser
But I might have to go and teach her
Yeah
And I might have to pour a liter
Yeah
I ain't even want to leave her yet
But she been acting so devious
And I can't even f*ck with divas no more
I been on the block with Nina
Oh no
Hank Aaron, yeah I keep a .44

I had to go harder, harder
I had to go harder, harder
I had to get that Prada
That Gucci bag
And I can't love that bitch
She stabbed me in the back
Imma go ahead and walk it out
What you really want to talk about
I don't really want to talk it out
I know you love me for the f*cking clout
Yeah
You only loved me when it was convenient
I know you loved me when we shopped at Neiman's

And I been dreaming
And you been talking for no reason
I been flexing for no reason
I been balling every season
I might pull up with no keys, and
And I talk to God
But I still pull up in demons
And I been in the club
I been going hard
I been f*cking broads
You could of had the world
You could of had the Audemars yeah
And I'm the new wave
But I'm still keeping a rod, yeah
Tryna stack my money tall, yeah
And you don't understand
I'm tryna count up on a hundred bands
And I ain't Bobby bitch
But I still do my Shmoney Dance
And yeah he lame but you still f*ck with that other man
But it's okay cause I had to go

I had to go harder, harder
I had to go harder, harder
I had to get that Prada
That Gucci bag
And I can't love that bitch
She stabbed me in the back
Imma go ahead and walk it out
What you really want to talk about
I don't really want to talk it out
I know you love me for the f*cking clout
Yeah
You only loved me when it was convenient
I know you loved me when we shopped at Neiman's
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Writer: CeJay Chaparro
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