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R. KELLY FEAT. DJ KHALED & ACE HOOD lyrics : "It's On"

Alcohol music
This drink got me in the club, so gone
It's on

Man I'm like

Chorus:


Damn that body, damn that waste
Damn that dress, damn that faces

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
All up in the club, all up in the back seat
All up in the crib, all up in the bed like

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

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

More curves than a race track
And I just wanna ride it
I ain't never had chick catch my eye like this

Make me leave the club early
Got the 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
Don't make sense not to leave with me
Tell the valet he can get the keys, c'mon

You got me thinking

Damn that body, damn that waste

Damn that dress, damn that faces
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
All up in the club, all up in the back seat

All up in the crib, all up in the bed like
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh


The way you do it ain't fair,ma
You wrong but it feel so right
Fits so tight I'll be in it till the morn

Cellphone on the charger
We gonna let it ring
I ain't never had a chick make me forget

Where I need to be
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're doing that to the beat
You gone make me lose all my sanity

The way you move your body it's amazing me, c'mon
On, you got me sayin


Damn that body, damn that waste
Damn that dress, damn that faces
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

All up in the club, all up in the back seat
All up in the crib, all up in the bed like
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh


Damn, shawty know she damn wrong
Way that dress fitting you would think it's painted on

Wine fine, dime hope that you came alone
Even if you didn't, tell that lame ^!$$% go on
Sayonara, Coupe is painted aqua

Body such a movie girl you deserve an Oscar
Kick it with the fliest ^!$$%s, dinner time-lobster
#~!!@ good, swear I might consider me a sponsor

And that could truly be the liquor talking
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 I guarantee I hit a homerun
From the Phantom to the counter to my bedspring
Know it's on when I'm alone, let the phone rang

Damn that body, far beyond a hottie
Brought my ^!$$% Kels, ain't no cuffing at the party
But um..

Damn that body, damn that waste

Damn that dress, damn that faces
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
All up in the club, all up in the back seat
All up in the crib, all up in the bed like
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

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