Lyrics It's On Like That - Chunk

It's On Like That

I jumped up early in the mornin'
Took a shower, got dressed, now I’m lookin' for the Buddha bless
So I can get straight, gonna just lounge out
In the cut, hit the urban blue till I pass out
It’s a brand new day, mark your calendar
See a fine young hottie, better handle her
Get the name and her number and be up, G
Sideways to the liquor store to get some drink
Grab a pint of Hen, dawg, and a blunt paper
I’m gettin' ripped cuz I feel like doin' somethin' major
Front page, called me up on the Motor, said
«Chunk, be at home, I’m comin' over and I got a stone»
I said, «Cool,» put the phone down and blazed up
It was just me and LOC, so we got stuck
FB pulled up with a six-pack
We mashed on our way to get some more dank from the back
Every day I get burned offa dank and drink
I can’t think, I’m goin' blank, I hope I don’t faint
Sip the gin, juice, and purp for a while longer
Hit the dank and the effect’ll be a lot stronger
That’s how it’s done, havin' fun in the sun
Kickin' back, time to make another beer run
Every day it’s like chillin' where I be at
When the homies come through, man, you know
It’s on like that
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
Yeah
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
Over the rep it’s a sideshow
My homie said, «There's honeys over there», I said, «Let's go»
Man, we ain’t left yet, what’s the hold-up?
He handed me some rainy-O and ice in a tall cup
I was all ready to the curb, man, straight lit
Hoochies comin' out Kentucky Fried, so you know I’ll spit
Straight lyrics, nothin' funny, just mack game
My cousin hit the corner and they cut his whole road thing
Threw the peace sign up and kept rollin'
Windows cocked and fat contact just blowin'
One time, hit the corner straight gassin'
So we took the exit on the freeway and we kept mashin'
Doin' bout 85 back to EMP, I think I need some help
Into the side so I can drain myself
Bladder’s empty so I jump back in the rental
Then we start flowin' offa Sean T’s instrumental
Took a trip to the O, up to TY, ooh
To see if MOG product still move
Everything was kinda cool, so we bounced out
My high was goin' down, I needed a refill in my cup
Another blunt, got blazed on the way home
And I was takin' more and more chronic smoke to the dome
Straight groovin' to the song, get gone, black
Now you got my upcomin' album
It’s on like that
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
Yeah
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
Another day, another story to tell
So I’mma shoot about a tight female in some Daisy Dukes
I know it seems like I’m trickin' but I’m single
So I’m tight for the gab, and it’s cool if I wanna mingle
I’m with a girl who does nothin' more than get danked out
It’s all good when I get her back to the house
She heard my tapes and she’s a fan of me
And I wouldn’t hesitate to break her off somethin' nice, G
She said, «Late night is cool,» for me to come quick
We hot, havin' hot sex slammin' to my LP
I had to break her off somethin' at that point in time
And like 2pac and Breed, I gotta get mine
Dropped her off, took a shower, then I hit the spot
For twenty minutes, so I could try to get a knot
Hit every corner up in Menlo Park, cross the light
In the midtown, I saw the cops, so I turnt right
They didn’t see me, so I kept on browsin'
Me and the homies gettin' gone, drinkin' a 40 oz
Ain’t it strange how, one night, you take it all in;
Early in the mornin', doin' the same damn thing again?
It’s straight cool to max out with the folks, man
Never let the other man try to take the upper hand
From outta town and know somebody from the hood, black?
Homie, you can stripe, too
You know it’s on like that
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
Yeah
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)
(You know it’s on)
It’s on like that
(It's on)