On To The Next One
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["Under the spot, under the spot" - *repeat in background*]
[Intro: Swizz Beatz]I got a million ways to get it (uh-huh, geah)
... Choose one (choose one, hey)Ay, bring it back, bring it back (uh-huh)Now double your money and make a stackI'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one(Hold up) Freeze! Ay!
Somebody bring me back the money please, hey
[Verse 1]Hov' on that new shit, niggas like "How come?"Niggas want my old shit, buy my old albumsNiggas stuck on stupid, I gotta keep it movin'Niggas make the same shit, me I make The BlueprintCame in the Range, hopped out the Lexus
Every year since, I been on that next shitTraded in the gold for the platinum Rolexes
Now a nigga wrist match the status of my recordsUsed to rock a throwback, ballin on the corner
Now I rock a tailored 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 in the search of perfectionGotta keep it fresh girl, even when we sexinBut don't be mad at him when it's on to the next one
[Hook]
[Verse 2]Fuck a throwback jersey cause we on to the next oneAnd fuck that Auto-Tune cause we *onnnnn*And niggas don't be mad cause it's all about progressionLoiterers should be arrestedI used to drink Cristal, the muh'fucker's racist
So I switched gold bottles on to that Spade shitYou gon' have another drink or you just gon' baby-sit
On 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 kitchenNiggas in the same spot, me I'm dodgin raindropsMeanin I'm on vacay, chillin on a big yachtYeah I got on flip-flops, white Louie boat shoesY'all should grow the fuck up, c'mere let me coach you
Hold up
[Hook]
[Verse 3]Uhh, Big Pimpin' in the house nowBought the land, tore the muh'fuckin house downBought the car, tore the muh'fuckin roof offRide clean, I don't ever take the shoes offBought the jeep, tore the muh'fuckin doors off
Foot out that bitch, ride the shit like a skateboard
Navigation on, tryin to find my next thrillFeelin myself, I don't even need an X pillCan't chill but my neck will
Haters really gon' be mad off my next deal
Uhh, I don't know why they worry 'bout my pocketsMeanwhile I had Oprah chillin in the projects
Had 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 up
[Hook]
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