Jay-Z On To The Next One Lyrics ft. Swizz Beatz

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(Swizz Beats) (Chorus)
I got a million ways to get it
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 one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
Hold up, freeze
Somebody bring me back some money please

(Jay-Z)
Hov on 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 Range, hopped out the Lexus
Every year since I've been on that next shit
Traded in the gold for the platinum Rolex's
Now a nigga wrist match the status of my records
Used to rock a throwback, ballin on the corner
Now I rock a tailored 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 move forward the only direction
Can't be scared to fail, search and perfection
Gotta keep it fresh even when we sexing
But don't be mad at him when he's on to the next one
Freeze

(Swizz Beats) (Chorus)
I got a million ways to get it
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 one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
Hold up, freeze
Somebody bring me back some money please

(Jay-Z)
Fuck a throwback jersey cause we on to the next one
And fuck that autotune cause we onnnnnnnn
And niggas don't be mad cause it's all about progression
Loiterers should be arrested, I used to drink Cristal
Them fuckas racist, so I switched gold bottles on to that spade shit
You 'gon have another drink or you just 'gon babysit
On to the next one, somebody call the waitress
Baby i'm a boss, I dunno what they do
I don't get dropped, I dropped the label
World can't hold me, too much ambition
Always knew it'd be like this when I was in the kitchen
Niggas in the same spots, me I'm dodging rain drops
Meaning I'm on vacay, chillin on a big yacht
Yeah I got on flip flops, white Louis boat shoes
You should grow the fuck up
Come here let me coach you
Hold up

(Swizz Beats) (Chorus)
I got a million ways to get it
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 one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
Hold up, freeze
Somebody bring me back some money please

(Jay-Z)
Uh, big pimpin in the house now
Bought the land, tore the muthafucking house down
Bought the car, tore the muthafucking roof off
Ride clean, I don't ever take the shoes off
Bought the Jeep, tore the muthafucking 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 gonna be mad off my next deal
Uh, I dont 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 gotta be the best
MJ at SummerJam, Obama on the text
Y'all should be afraid of what I'm gonna do next
Hold up

(Swizz Beats) (Chorus)
I got a million ways to get it
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 one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
On to the next one
Hold up, freeze
Somebody bring me back some money please