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On to the Next One

I got a million ways to get it, choose one (choose one)

Hey, 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, hey)

Somebody bring me back some money pleaseHov on the that new shit, niggas like how come?

Niggas want my old shit, buy my old album

Niggas stuck on stupid, I gotta keep it moving

Niggas make the same shit, me I make the blueprint

Came in the Range, Hopped out the Lexus

Every year since, I've been on that next shit

Traded in a gold for the platinum Rolex's

Now a niggas wrist match the status of my records

Used to rock a throwback, balling on the corner

Now I rock a teller suit, looking 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 moved onward, the only direction

Can't be scared to fail, search and perfection

Gotta keep it fresh girl even when we sexing

But don't be mad at him when it's on to the next oneFreeze (yeah)

Somebody bring me back some money please.I got a million ways to get it, choose one (choose one)

Hey, 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, hey)

Somebody bring me back some money pleaseFuck a throwback jersey, 'cause we on to the next one

And fuck that auto-tune, cause we on

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

Loiterers should be arrested.

I used to drink Cristal them fuckers racist,

So I switched gold bottles onto that spaceship.

You gon' have another drink or are you just gonna babysit

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 be like this when I was in the kitchen.

Niggas in the same spot, me I'm dodging rain drops

Meaning I'm on vacay, chilling on this big yacht,

Yeah I got on flip flops, white Louie boat shoes

Y'all should grow the fuck-up, come here let me coach youFreeze (yeah)

Somebody bring me back some money please.I got a million ways to get it, choose one (choose one)

Hey, 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, hey)

Somebody bring me back some money pleaseBig Pimping 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 even take the shoes off.

Bought the Jeep, tore the motherfucking doors off.

Foot out that bitch, ride that 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 really worry 'bout my pockets,

Meanwhile I had Oprah chillin' in the projects,

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

Drinking quarter waters I gotta be the best,

M-J at Summerjam, Obama on the text,

Y'all should be afraid of what I'm gonna do next.

Hold upFreeze (yeah)

Somebody bring me back some money please.I got a million ways to get it, choose one (choose one)

Hey, 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, hey)

Somebody bring me back some money please

Songwriters

GASPARD AUGE, SHAWN CARTER, JESSIE CHATON, KASEEM DEAN, XAVIER DULONGPublished by

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