She's On It Lyrics

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

     (chorus) 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's gets annoying - so high on the tip
     If a pirate had a Def Jam shirt - she'd be hard on his tip

     (repeat chorus)

     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

     (repeat chorus)

     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 I'd only say please
     Instead of counting sheep - cold counting Beasties

     (repeat chorus)