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MIDIFine Systems
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On To the Next One (Originally Performed by Jay-Z & Swizz Beats)
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
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