Chords for JAY-Z - On To The Next One ft. Swizz Beatz

I got a million ways to get it, choose _ one, hey, bring it [D#m] back, now double your money and make a [F#] stack
I'm on to the next one, I'm on to the next one, I'm on to the next one, I'm on to the next one, I'm on to the next one, I'm on to the next one, I'm on to the next one
_ _ _ Somebody [G#] bring me back the money [D#m] please
Hove on [F#] that new shit, niggas like outcome, 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 [G] the blue
Came in the range, hopped out the Lexus, every year since, I've been on that next shit
Traded in a gold for the platinum Rolexes, now a nigga wristmaster, status of [B] my records
Used to rock [Bm] a throwback, ballin' on [F#] 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 onward, the only direction, can't be scared to fail, the search of affection
Gotta keep it fresh, even when we sexin', but don't be mad at him when it's on to the next one
_ _ _ Somebody bring me back the money please
I got a million ways to get it, _ choose one
Bring it back, double your money and make it stack
I'm on to the _ _ _ _ next _ _ _ one
Hold up, somebody _ [A#] bring me back the money [F#] please
Fuck the throwback, trizzy, 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, loiterer should be arrested
I used to drink Cristal, them fuckers racist, so I switch 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 [C] spot
Me I'm dodging raindrops, meaning I'm on vacay, chillin' on the big yacht
Yeah I got on flip [G] flops, white Louis Bo shoes, y'all should grow the fuck up, come here let me coach [F#] you
Hold up, _ _ somebody bring me back the money please
I got a million ways to get it, _ choose one
Hey, bring it back, bring it back, now double your money and make it stack
On to the next one, on to the next, on to the next, on to the next, on to the next, _ on to the next, on to the next
Hold up, _ somebody [B] bring me back the money please
_ [G] Big pimpin' in the house now, bought the land, tore the motherfuckin' house down
Bought the car, tore the motherfuckin' roof off, [B] ride clean, I don't never take the shoes off
Bought the Jeep, [G] tore the motherfuckin' doors off, put out that bitch, ride this shit [F#] like a skateboard
Navigation on, tryna find my next thrill, feelin' myself, I don't even need a X-Pil
Can't chill, but my neck will, haters really gon' be mad off my next deal
I don't know why they worried about my poppies, meanwhile I'm head over chillin' [C] in the projects
Head out in Bed-Stuy, chillin' on the steps, drinkin' quarter waters, gotta be the best
MJ at Summer [G#] Jam, Obama on the text, y'all should be afraid of what I'm gon' [F#] do next
Hold up, _ _ _ somebody bring me back the money please
I got a million ways to get it, choose one
Hey, bring it back, bring it back, now double your money and make it stack
I'm on to the next one, on to the next, I'm on to the next one
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Hold up, somebody _ [B] bring me back the money