She’s On It

There's no confusion in her conclusion
She wants to waste my time and that's no delusion
Her final decision is perfection and precision
She's grade-A class, number one in her division

'Cause she's on it
And she's on it

She acts like a nag, I don't know how it started
Even when I'm chillin', she acts retarded
It gets annoying, so high on the tip
If a pirate had a Def Jam shirt, she'd be hard on his ship

'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it

Cold chillin' in the spot, and she won't stop
She'll do what's best just to reach the top
She studies real hard, all night she'll cram
In school she majors in Advanced Def Jam

'Cause she's on it
And she's on it
'Cause she's on it

[guitar solo]

'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it

She's cold in the winter and cool like ice
Sometimes she gets loose, sometimes she gets nice
Her heart starts beatin', her hands get clammy
'Cause she used to be stuck up, now she's on my jammy

'Cause she's on it
And she's on it

Her bedroom eyes, they start to twitch
But she won't front, 'cause she's got that itch
She'd drop to her knees if we'd only say please
Instead of counting sheep, cold counting Beasties

'Cause she's on it
'Cause she's on it
And she's on it