Luyện nghe bài hát On to the Next One

I got a million ways to get it, one (choose one)
Hey, bring it back, now double your and make a stack
I'm on to the one
On to the
I'm on to the one
On to the
I'm on to the one
On to the
I'm on to the one
On to the
up, (freeze, hey)
Somebody me back some money please

Hov on the that new shit, niggas how come?
Niggas want my old shit, buy my old
Niggas on stupid, I gotta keep it moving
make the same shit, me I make the blueprint
Came in the Range, out the Lexus
Every year since, I've been on that next
Traded in a gold for the Rolex's
Now a niggas wrist match the status of my
to rock a throwback, balling on the corner
Now I a teller suit, looking like a owner
No I'm not a Jonas, I'm a grown up
No I'm not a virgin, I use my
I moved onward, the only
Can't be to fail, search and perfection
Gotta keep it fresh girl even when we
But don't be mad at him it's on to the next one

(yeah)
Somebody me back some money please.

Fuck a jersey, 'cause we on to the next one
And fuck that auto-tune, we on
And niggas don't be mad cause it's all progression
should be arrested.
I used to drink them fuckers racist,
So I switched gold bottles that spaceship.
You gon' another drink or are you just gonna babysit
On to the one, somebody call the waitress
Baby I'm a boss, I don't know what do
I don't get dropped, I the label
World can't me, too much ambition
Always it be like this when I was in the kitchen.
Niggas in the same spot, me I'm dodging drops
I'm on vacay, chilling on this big yacht,
Yeah I got on flip flops, Louie boat shoes
Y'all should the fuck-up, come here let me coach you

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back some please.

Big in the house now,
Bought the tore the motherfucking house down.
Bought the car, tore the roof off.
Ride clean, I don't even take the off.
the Jeep, tore the motherfucking doors off.
Foot out that bitch, that shit like a skateboard.
Navigation on to find my next thrill,
myself I don't even need an x pill,
Can't but my neck will,
really gon' be mad off my next deal,
Uh, I don't know why they really worry my pockets,
I had Oprah chillin' in the projects,
Had her out in Bed chillin' on the steps,
Drinking quarter waters I be the best,
M-J at Summerjam, on the text,
Y'all be afraid of what I'm gonna do next.
up

(yeah)
Somebody bring me some money please.