"It's On" lyrics

This bitch so cold, when I walk through the door
Hoes climbing up that pole
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)
This a hot, not a rose, I'm in Pucci to my toes
Ain't no turning up they nose, bitch, money my cologne
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)

I keep pretty hoes around me
I step out, I bring the fleek
She ain't rich, she just be acting
I can tell just by her teeth
I go AP Mueller, diamond jeweler, fuck is a Van Cleef?
I got hoes constipated, bitches can't do shit with me
Leave 'em blue like Tiffany
You went Turks up on your birthday, that little shit ain't shit to me
Y'all hoes know who in the lead
I go Magic City, pretty titties, and I brought some shit with me
Walked up in the room, and it turned out instantly, yeah, on God

This bitch so cold, when I walk through the door
Hoes climbing up that pole
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)
This a hot, not a rose, I'm in Pucci to my toes
Ain't no turning up they nose, bitch, money my cologne
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)
You already know it's on (You already know it's on)

Yeah, you already know who it is
Miss Tight Pussy, checking in
CEO checking in, CEO talk boss talk
When a bad bitch step in the room
Y'all know what the fuck to do, bro
Lets go
This bitch so cold, when I walk through the door
Hoes climbing up that pole
You already know it's on
You already know it's on
This a hot, not a rose, I'm in Pucci to my toes
Ain't no turning up they nose, bitch, money my cologne
You already know it's on
You already know it's on