"Hit It Hard" as written by Merrill Nisker, Samantha Maloney and Chris Michael Toughton....
Wanna get you home want make you moan
Wanna get you in my pleasure dome
Wanna make it hot
Get your pistol cocked
Gonna get ya if your ready or not

Wanna chew the fat
Wanna hit your back
What you say to that
Pardon me but please
On your hands and knees

Lets hit it hard
Now you're in charge
You wanna roll
Then take control
Get up on the floor
Show me what its for
Wanna score
Por favor
Come on rock it hardcore

Wanna bring it back sling back tickle fight
Wanna do it do it do it right
Make a women a man and a man can can
I think your mac needs a lot more ram
Be my moog and I'll twiddle your knob
Be my corn and I'll nibble your cob
Now take my apples and start to bob
You play the jewels and I'll grab and rob

Let's hit it hard
Now you're in charge
You wanna roll
Then take control

You wanna go
Then let me know
You want it bad
You never had it so

Get up on the floor
Show me what its for
Wanna score
Por favor
Come on rock it hardcore

Wanna hear ya hum my ding a ling
Gonna help ya stick but not cling
Let's break on out of this sing sing
Do me a favor and hold that thing

Some people think I'm a conduit
Wondering if I'm getting it
Well now ya know I don't have to prove it
Stay a while and I'll get to move it

Wanna feel your lust
I'm know I'm gonna bust
It's a must must must
Tell all the others to eat your dust

Let's hit it hard...

Get up on the floor
Shore me what its for
Encore
Gimme more
Meet me at my private door

Come on come on come on
Rock it hardcore


Lyrics submitted by SpliceGal

"Hit It Hard" as written by Merrill Nisker Chris Michael Toughton

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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    General Commentthis song is great to dance with. that's all i have to say...
    brhf9on September 07, 2006   Link
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    General Commenti'm thinking it's about sex... maybe
    alisaleion October 29, 2006   Link
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    General Commenthmm i dunno, i think you might be wrong there, alisalei . like, that is just being pure dirty minded.i mean, obviously the underlining theme here is it's about someone choking on food in a restaurant, and peaches, the saint that she is, has come to rescue them by performing the Heimlich
    maneover. but then, we see, she isn't so good because, it's only part of her masterplan as she knew they would choke as she even convinced them to "chew the fat" and "take her apples and bob for them" so she could rob their jewelry by hitting them. it's just, it's so deep. *tear*
    pumpkineateron December 03, 2006   Link
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    General CommentAre you kidding me.
    You have to look past the obviously sexual lyrics.
    There are tons of political undertones in her songs.
    And she is pushing the limits of censorship in music.
    If you don't appreciate her music for what it is, then don't listen to it.
    It's a pretty simple concept.
    yeah yeah yeahon December 14, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis is sex
    johannsenon November 22, 2007   Link
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    General Commentyou wanna go (let's go)
    then let me know (let me know)
    you want it bad (how bad?)
    you never had it so (you never had it so)
    omfgmattyon September 21, 2009   Link
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    General Comment"Hit It Hard"


    [Uh... uh...
    You gotta do something,
    You gotta do a full on
    Hard core, like this.]

    Wanna get you home, wanna make you moan,
    Wanna get you in my pleasure dome,
    Wanna make it hot, get your pistol cocked,
    Gonna get you if you're ready or not;
    Wanna chew the fat, wanna hit your back
    What you say to that, what you say to that?
    Pardon me but please...
    On your hands and knees.

    (Let's hit it hard!) let's hit it hard
    (Now you're in charge!) now you're in charge
    (You wanna roll!) you wanna roll
    (Then take control!) take control.

    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Wanna score, por favor
    Come on rock it hardcore.

    Wanna bring back, sling back, tickle fight,
    Wanna do it, do it, do it right,
    Make a women a man and a man can-can,
    I think your Mac needs a lot more RAM;
    Be my Moog and I'll twiddle your knob,
    Be my corn and I'll nibble your cob,
    Now take these apples and start to bob,
    You play queue and I'll grab and rob.

    (Let's hit it hard!) let's hit it hard
    (Now you're in charge!) now you're in charge
    (You wanna roll!) you wanna roll
    (Then take control!) take control,
    (You wanna go!) let's go
    (Then let me know!) let me know
    (You want it bad!) how bad?
    (You've never had it so!) you've never had it so.

    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Wanna score, por favor
    Come on rock it hardcore.
    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Wanna score, por favor
    Come on rock it hardcore.

    Wanna hear you hum My Ding-A-Ling
    Gonna help you stick but not cling,
    Let's break on out of this Sing Sing,
    Do me a favor and hold that thing;
    Some people think I'm a conduit
    Wondering if I'm getting it,
    Well now you know I don't have to prove it,
    Stay a while and I'll get to move it.

    I wanna feel your lust,
    I know I'm gonna bust,
    It's a must must must,
    Tell the others to sniff your dust.

    (Let's hit it hard!) let's hit it hard
    (Now you're in charge!) now you're in charge
    (You wanna roll!) you wanna roll
    (Then take control!) take control,
    (You wanna go!) let's go
    (Then let me know!) let me know
    (You want it bad!) how bad?
    (You've never had it so!) you've never had it so.

    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Wanna score, por favor
    Come on rock it hardcore,
    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Wanna score, por favor
    Come on rock it hardcore,
    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Wanna score, por favor
    Come on rock it hardcore,
    Get up on the floor, uh
    Show me what it's for, uh
    Encore, gimme more,
    Meet me at my private door.

    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!

    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Come on, come on, come on,
    Rock it hardcore!
    Scissors333on November 03, 2011   Link
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    General CommentThis isn't about sex, it's about barstool come-ons.

    Some guy leans over to an even moderately attractive woman and starts talking about all the crazy sexy shit he wants to do to her for hours and hours and hours -- and sure, we know it's usually foolish and risky to go off with some random guy, but even assuming no overt danger of pregnancy, disease, or violence, usually the best you can hope for with one of these big-talkers is that he'll cum in his pants while you're unbuttoning your shirt. In any case, he's not going act on all of his big talk.

    OTOH, women CAN go for hours. We can go long after the man starts chaffing and whining about needing sleep. Don't believe me? Do a quick google search for "Man left crying in the street after being trapped by German nymphomaniac."
    cryptesson September 12, 2012   Link

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