Jay-Z - On To The Next One Lyrics
I got a million ways to get it, choose oneBring it back, bring it backNow double your money and make a stackI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextHold up, freeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, heyHov' on that new shit, niggaz like, "How come?"Niggaz want my old shit, buy my old albumNiggaz stuck on stupid, I gotta keep it movin'Niggaz make the same shit, me I make 'The Blueprints'Came in the Range, hopped out that LexusEvery year since, I been on that next shitTraded in the gold for the platinum RolexesNow a nigga wrist match the status of my recordsUsed to rock a throwback, ballin' on the cornerNow I rock a teller suit, lookin' like a ownerNo I'm not a Jonas Brother I'm a grown upNo I'm not a virgin, I use my cojonesI move onward, the only directionCan't be scared to fail, searchin' perfectionGotta keep it fresh, girl, even when we sexin'But don't be mad at him when he's on to the next oneFreeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, heyI got a million ways to get it, choose oneAy, bring it back, bring it backNow double your money and make a stackI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextHold up, freeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, hey***** a throwback jersey 'cause we on to the next oneAnd ***** that Auto-Tune 'cause we onAnd niggaz don't be mad cause it's all about progressionLoiterers should be arrestedI used to drink Cristal, the mother*****ers racistSo I switched gold bottles on to that Spade shitYou gon' have another drink or you just gon' baby sitOn to the next one, somebody call the waitressBaby I'm a boss, I don't know what they doI don't get dropped, I drop the labelWorld can't hold me, too much ambitionAlways knew it'd be like this when I was in the kitchenNiggaz in the same spot, me I'm dodgin' raindropsMeanin' I'm on vaca', chillin' on a big yachtYeah I got on flip flops, white Louie boat shoesY'all should grow the ***** up, come here let me coach you, hold upFreeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, heyI got a million ways to get it, choose oneAy, bring it back, bring it backNow double your money and make a stackI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextHold up, freeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, heyUh, 'Big Pimpin'' in the house nowBought the land, tore the mother*****ing house downBought the car, tore the mother*****ing roof offRide clean, I don't ever take the shoes offBought the Jeep, tore the mother*****ing doors offFoot out that *****, ride the shit like a skateboardNavigation on, tryin' to find my next thrillFeelin' myself, I don't even need an X pillCan't chill but my neck willHaters really gon' be mad off my next dealUh, I don't know why they worry 'bout my pocketsMeanwhile I had Oprah chillin' in the projectsHad her out in Bed-Stuy, chillin' on the stepsDrinkin' quarter waters, I gotta be the bestM.J. at Summer Jam, Obama on the textY'all should be afraid of what I'm gon' do next, hold upFreeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, heyI got a million ways to get it, choose oneAy, bring it back, bring it backNow double your money and make a stackI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextI'm on to the next one, on to the nextHold up, freeze, aySomebody bring me back the money please, hey
