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'Go Hard (La La La)' Lyrics - Kreayshawn
Here is Go Hard (La La La) Lyrics by Kreayshawn

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 nay fucking money!

Chorus:
Hey bitch, do you 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
We on the la la la la la
We on the la la la la la

Bitch, I see you working at the mall
..ever twenty one, selling…
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 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
We on the la la la la la
We on the la la la la la

Do it like, do it like, let me see you go hard, go hard!
Girl, you need that new, bottles on chew
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’ll be on that stroll, and coming for that low low
What I did? let he go! She’s bad now
She went real hard until she threw her back out!

Chorus:
Hey bitch, do you 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
We on the la la la la la
We on the 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, 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 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
We on the la la la la la
We on the 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!

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'Summertime' Lyrics - Kreayshawn (Ft. V-Nasty)
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Hey, summertime I really think I’m feeling you
Especially when you shinin’ those beams like you do
Grab one beer and a bitch or maybe two
And hit the sand in the water so I get cool
I see a little lady walkin’ with her cheeks out
Gotta pull her by her arm and see what she’s about
Can we go to Hawaii?
So you can roll my blunts when I get too high
She’s young and fun and the sun’s here with her
She’s kinda cute but the b*tch is gettin’ weirder
I’m gonna roll her in a ball and just kick her
Can’t believe she pulled that shit at dinner
Bitch I’m done like the sun on the east side
Kreayshawn again bounce out the G ride
Grab a burger and a chopper then I get to slide
I think I’m gonna leave her now cause it’s summertime

Chorus:
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is all mine
All fine, real fit, she’s a sweetie
Plus she’s lookin’ great in her bikini
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is all mine

It’s summer night and I’m sipping on the double cup
We got so much weed, we ’bout to fill the pull up
Turn up, smoke up and hit the waterslide
Keep cool ’cause you know it’s too hot to bite
When it’s hot out, you know the whole blocks out
Girl you’re gonna get your turn, please don’t start to pout
Puerto Rican Parade in the MA
And we feelin’ great because the sun’s rays
Drink water ’cause I need to snap out of it
They say the summertime, known the season of the hits
So here’s a hit, go and pass it on to all your friends
And slap it real loud when you’re drivin’ the benz
You be partyin’ no need to pretend
It’s your life and summertime never ends
‘Cause it’s your life and summertime never ends

Chorus:
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is all mine
All fine, real fit, she’s a sweetie
Plus she’s lookin’ great in her bikini
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is all mine

[V-Nasty:]
Summertime when them girls come out in short shorts
Candy weist, planting colors like new ports
Hot nights on the block like I’m in a fort
July comes poppin’ bitches like it’s the fourth
It’s summertime and your bitch is on my line though
She keeps calling me, she ain’t on my mind now
Summertime, I’ll be damned if I die broke
Out 24/7 chasing my dough
Water fights in the hood at the barbecue
Hate to buy a lot but I only trust a few
My type, ice cold, drinking like juice
Chin up, chase it down with the grey goose
Bitches trippin’ on the bitch when they hear my name
Sippin’ Ciroc, connecting blunts to the flames
I’m seein’ new things but I can’t change
Summertime when a bitch like me will snatch ya chain

Chorus:
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime
And your bitch is all mine
All fine, real fit, she’s a sweetie
Plus she’s lookin’ great in her bikini
It’s summertime and your bitch is on my mind
It’s summertime and your bitch is all mine

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'Breakfast (Syrup)' Lyrics - Kreayshawn (Ft. 2 Chainz)
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i got purple in my swisher
purple in my car
purple, purple in my wine clap
purple label up
grapes what’s up
grape, grape, grapes, what’s up
breakfast

oh it’s kreay baby,
oh hey, baby
i get to work you just lazy baby
i need my break now when where and how
this second right here with a couple pounds
i be town down dropping in the scraper
i’ve been around my world doing shows and getting paper
need my medicine, again, again
i’m with 2 chainz with two bricks in two hands

i-i-i-i’m hungry, hungry for this money
call me kreay? heck no, playboy bunny
bout that juice cheese bread breakfast
stackin dough breakfast
i got all the syrup, i got i got all the syrup
i got all the syrup, i got i got all the syrup
bout that juice cheese bread breakfast
stackin dough

eight in the morning and i’m up yawning
my phones almost dead cause everyone is calling
it’s breakfast time and i need my apple jacks
and i need my fresh grape syrup and a money stack
we’re just popping off just to kill shit
and we drink a lot til we don’t feel shit
she’s in her birthday suit and she’s cooking too
yea it’s breakfast time but it’s only two

i-i-i-i’m hungry, hungry for this money
call me kreay? heck no, playboy bunny
bout that juice cheese bread breakfast
stackin’ dough breakfast
i got all the syrup, i got i got all the syrup
i got all the syrup, i got i got all the syrup
bout that juice cheese bread breakfast
stackin’ dough

2 chainz!, i’m up now
smoking on that loud till the sun down
beating on that pussy till the sun up
you don’t like what we doing shut the fuck up
me and kreay that’s all i gotta say
i don see a lil nigga the money in the way
lil wayne unquote did it from the a
when i’m in california bitch i’m try’na fornicate
if you ain’t talking money ain’t no need to conversate.

i-i-i-i’m hungry, hungry for this money
call me kreay? heck no, playboy bunny
bout that juice cheese bread breakfast
stackin dough breakfast
i got all the syrup, i got i got all the syrup
i got all the syrup, i got i got all the syrup
bout that juice cheese bread breakfast
stackin dough

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