Lyrics She's On It - Beastie Boys

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
(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)