Текст песни Jay-Z - On to the Next One (feat. Swizz Beatz)

The Blueprint 3
Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Jay-Z
Альбом: The Blueprint 3
Длительность: 04:17
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Загрузил: Kirill-x-zibit

Текст:

I got a million ways to get it Choose one Bring it back Now double your money and make it stack I'm on to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please 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 movin Niggas make the same shit Me, I make the Blueprint Came in the Range Hopped out the Lexus Every year since I been on that next shit Traded in the gold for 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 tailored 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 kahonas I move onward The only direction Can't be scared to fail Search ya perfection Gotta keep it fresh girl Even when we sexin But don't be mad at him When it's on to the next one Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please I got a million ways to get it Choose one Bring it back Now double your money and make it stack I'm on to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please Fuck a throwback jersey Cause we on to the next one And fuck that auto-tune Cause we ooooon 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 Spade shit You gon have another drink Or you just gon babysit On to the next one Somebody call a 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 Niggas in the same spot Me, I'm dodging raindrops Meaning I'm on vacay Chillin on the big yacht Yeah, I got on flip-flops White Louis boat shoes Yall should grow the fuck up Come here lemme coach you Hol'up Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please I got a million ways to get it Choose one Bring it back Now double your money and make it stack I'm on to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please Big pimpin in the house now Bought the land tore the mufuckin house down Bought the car tore the mufuckin roof off Ride clean, I don't never take the shoes off Bought the jeep tore the mufuckin doors off Foot out that bitch ride the shit like a skateboard Navigation on tryna find my next thrill Feelin myself I don't even need a X pill Can't chill but my neck will Haters really gon be mad off my deal I don't know why they worried bout my pockets Meanwhile, had Oprah chillin in the projects Had her out in Bedstuy, chillin on the steps Drinkin quarter waters, gotta be the best MJ at Summer Jam, Obama on the text Yall should be afraid of what I'm gon do next Hol'up Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please I got a million ways to get it Choose one Bring it back Now double your money and make it stack I'm on to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next On to the next one On to the next Freeze, somebody bring me back some money please
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