I got a million ways of getting,
choose one.
Hey, bring it back,
now double your money
and make it stack.
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 the
money please.
Hov on that new shit,
niggas like, 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 the range,
hopped out the Lexus
Every year since,
I've been on that next shit
Traded in the gold for
the 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 telescope,
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 cojones
I move on with the only direction
can't be scared to fail search of affection
I gotta keep it fresh even when we sex
or don't be mad at him
when it's on to the next one
Somebody bring me back to money, please.
I got a million ways to get it
I'm on to the next one,
I'm on to the next one
I'm on to the next one,
on to the next one
I'm on to the next one,
I'm on to the next one
Hold up!
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 on
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
on to that spaceship
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 give drops, 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 dodgin' raindrops
Meanin' I'm on vacay,
chillin' on the big yacht
Yeah, I got on flip -flops, white Louis Bo shoes
Y 'all should grow the fuck up,
come here, let me coach you
Hold up Freeze!
Somebody bring me back some money,
I got a million ways to get it
Choose one
Hey, bring it back
Now double your money
and make it stack
I'm on to the next, I'm on to the next
Hold up Freeze,
somebody bring me
back the money please
Uh, big pimpin' in the house now
Bought the land,
tore the motherfuckin' house down
Bought the car,
tore the motherfuckin' roof off
Ride clean, I don't never
take the shoes off
Walked the jeep,
tore the motherfuckin' doors off
Put out that bitch,
ride that shit like a skateboard
Navigation on,
tryin' to 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 next deal
Uh, I don't know why they worried
about my poppers
Meanwhile,
I had overchillin' in the projects
Had to out in Bed -Stuy,
chillin' on the steps
Drinkin' quarter waters,
I gotta be the best
MJ at Summer Jam,
Obama on the text
Y 'all should be afraid of what
I'm gon' do next
Hold up Freeze
Somebody bring me back the money, please
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
I'm on to the next
I'm on to the next
I'm on to the next
I'm on to the next
I won't turn it back,
it's for the free
Somebody bring me back the money, please
Danni Nicholls 
