It's On

(Alcohol Music!)

This drink... Got me in the club, so gone

(Ace Hood!) Gone~

Man, I'm like...

[Hook]

Damn, that body. Damn, that waist

Damn, that dress. Damn, that face

It's on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on

(DJ Khaled!)

All up in the club, all up in the backseat

All up in the crib (What?!) All up in the bed like-

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Oh-oh-oh-ohh-ohh

(Kels! Go get 'em)

[Verse 1]

She bending it over

While she looking back at me

I ain't never had a chick get it up like this

Am I caught up? Probably

(Woop!) More curves than a racetrack

And I just wanna ride it

I ain't never had a chick catch my eye like this

Make me leave the club early

(What?!) Got a body of a dancer

Baddest in the party

Scale of one to ten

And that ain't no exaggeration

[Hook]

We be talking money, this the major league (It's On!)

Don't make sense, not to leave with me

Tell the valet, he can get the keys. C'mon

You got me thinking...

[Hook]

Damn, that body. Damn, that waist

Damn, that dress. Damn, that face

It's on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on

(It's On!)

All up in the club, all up in the backseat

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like-

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Oh-oh-oh-ohh-ohh

[Verse 2]

The way you do it ain't fair, ma.. Ew, you wrong

But it feels so right, fits so tight; I be in it til the mo'

(What?!) Cell phone on the charger

We gon let it ring

I ain't never had a chick make me forget

Where I need to be

(C'mon!) Such a performer

The way I gotta sing it~

I know I gotta go, but it don't look like I'm leaving

[Bridge]

Girl, how you doing it.. To the beat (Yeah!)

You gon make me lose all my sanity (What?!)

The way you move you're body it's a.. Mazing me, c'mon!

You got me saying...

[Hook]

Damn, that body. Damn, that waist

Damn, that dress. Damn, that face

(It's On!)

It's on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on

All up in the club, all up in the backseat

[Ace Hood!]

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like-

[Yeah..]

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Know it's on, lil mama]

Oh-oh-oh-ohh-ohh

[Verse 3-Ace Hood]

Cause, yeah--Damn, shawty know she dead wrong

Way that dress fitting you would think it was painted on

Wine fine, dime. Hoping that you came alone

Even if you didn't, tell that lame nigga go on

Sayonara; Coupe is painted aqua

Body such a movie, girl, you deserve an Oscar

Kick it with the fliest nigga, dinnertime--lobster

Pussy good, swear I might consider me a sponsor

And that could truly be the liquor talking

(Oh!)

Words slurring like I'm fresh up out the dentist office

Yeah, and it ain't hard to tell "I'm On One"~

Pitch to me, guarantee I hit a homerun

From the Phantom to the counter to my bedspring

(Oh!)

Know it's on when I'm alone, let the phone rang

Damn, that body; Far beyond a hottie

Brought my nigga Kels, ain't no cuffing at the party but um..

[Hook]

Damn, that body. Damn, that waist (Woo!)

Damn, that dress. Damn, that face

(It's On!)

It's on-on-on-on-on-on-on-on

All up in the club (What?!) All up in the backseat (What?!)

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like-

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. Oh-oh-oh-ohh-ohh

(DJ Khaled!)