It's On Lyrics - Dj Khaled

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

(Ace Hood!) Gone~ 

Man, I'm like... 

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) 

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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 

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... 

Photos 

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 

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 

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... 

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 

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.. 

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!)