On To The Next One [Jay-Z + Swizz Beatz] - Jay-Z

I got a million ways to get it, choose one

Bring it back, bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

Hold up, freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey

Hov' on that new shit, niggaz like, "How come?"

Niggaz want my old shit, buy my old album

Niggaz 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 Lexus

Every year since, I been on that next shit

Traded in the gold for the platinum Rolexes

Now a nigga wrist match the status of my records

Used to rock a throwback, ballin' on the corner

Now I rock a teller suit, lookin' like a owner

No I'm not a Jonas Brother I'm a grown up

No I'm not a virgin, I use my cojones

I move onward, the only direction

Can't be scared to fail, searchin' perfection

Gotta keep it fresh, girl, even when we sexin'

But don't be mad at him when he's on to the next one

Freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey

I got a million ways to get it, choose one

Ay, bring it back, bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

Hold up, freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey

Fuck a throwback jersey 'cause we on to the next one

And fuck that Auto-Tune 'cause we on

And niggaz don't be mad cause it's all about progression

Loiterers should be arrested

I used to drink Cristal, the motherfuckers racist

So I switched gold bottles on to that Spade shit

You gon' have another drink or you just gon' baby sit

On to the next one, somebody call the waitress

Baby I'm a boss, I don't know what they do

I don't get dropped, I drop the label

World can't hold me, too much ambition

Always knew it'd be like this when I was in the kitchen

Niggaz in the same spot, me I'm dodgin' raindrops

Meanin' I'm on vaca', chillin' on a big yacht

Yeah I got on flip flops, white Louie boat shoes

Y'all should grow the fuck up, come here let me coach you, hold up

Freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey

I got a million ways to get it, choose one

Ay, bring it back, bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

Hold up, freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey

Uh, 'Big Pimpin'' in the house now

Bought the land, tore the motherfucking house down

Bought the car, tore the motherfucking roof off

Ride clean, I don't ever take the shoes off

Bought the Jeep, tore the motherfucking doors off

Foot out that bitch, ride the shit like a skateboard

Navigation on, tryin' to find my next thrill

Feelin' myself, I don't even need an X pill

Can't chill but my neck will

Haters really gon' be mad off my next deal

Uh, I don't know why they worry 'bout my pockets

Meanwhile I had Oprah chillin' in the projects

Had her out in Bed-Stuy, chillin' on the steps

Drinkin' quarter waters, I gotta be the best

M.J. at Summer Jam, Obama on the text

Y'all should be afraid of what I'm gon' do next, hold up

Freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey

I got a million ways to get it, choose one

Ay, bring it back, bring it back

Now double your money and make a stack

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

I'm on to the next one, on to the next

Hold up, freeze, ay

Somebody bring me back the money please, hey