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 money and 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 bring me back some money

Hov on the that new shit, niggas how come?
Niggas want my old shit, buy my old
Niggas stuck on stupid, I gotta it moving
make the same shit, me I make the blueprint
Came in the Range, Hopped out the
Every year since, I've been on that next
Traded in a for the platinum Rolex's
Now a niggas match the status of my records
to rock a throwback, balling on the corner
Now I rock a teller suit, looking 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 direction
Can't be to fail, search and perfection
Gotta keep it fresh even when we sexing
But don't be mad at him when it's on to the one

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back some 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 all about progression
Loiterers be arrested.
I used to Cristal them fuckers racist,
So I switched bottles onto that spaceship.
You gon' have another drink or are you just gonna
On to the one, somebody call the waitress
Baby I'm a boss, I don't know what do
I get dropped, I drop the label
World can't hold me, too much
Always knew it be like when I was in the kitchen.
Niggas in the same spot, me I'm rain drops
I'm on vacay, chilling on this big yacht,
Yeah I got on flops, white Louie boat shoes
Y'all should the fuck-up, come here let me coach you

(yeah)
Somebody bring me back some please.

Big Pimping in the now,
Bought the land the motherfucking house down.
the car, tore the motherfucking roof off.
Ride clean, I don't even take the off.
Bought the Jeep, tore the motherfucking 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,
Haters gon' be mad off my next deal,
Uh, I don't know why they worry 'bout my pockets,
Meanwhile I had Oprah 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 back some please.