It's On

Uh, uh, uh-huh, uh
Butt naked in some fat bamboos
These bitches got me fucked up like a bad tattoo
Bitches talkin' 'bout my past like a rad tattoo
Let's take a look at yours, bitch, I bet you had that too (woah)
'Cause I don't give a fuck like a virgin (uh-huh)
Bitches take my natural pictures to the surgeon (uh)
Go 'head, ma, and get cut up like coke (woah)
Get coke till you bloat (woah) while I tan on a boat (oh)
And you still won't match up, won't catch up
Bitch, I do above twenty in the black trunk (uh-uh)
Sitting on a fat butt (oh) and I ain't need a pump
He hit my shorty like: What up, daddy? I need a hump
And that's some raw shit, damn, I really like to fuck
He takin' flicks while I shake my booty buttered up (uh)
And he a freak, he lick butt, and suck toes
And he knocked on my left when it's fuck hoes

And it's on
And it's on (bitch)
And it's on (uh-huh, uh)
And it's on, it's on till the break of dawn, bitch
And it's on (bitch)
And it's on (woah)
And it's on (uh-huh, uh)
And it's on, it's on till the break of dawn, bitch