I got a million ways to get it (uh huh)
Choose one (choose one, hey)
Bring it back, bring it back (uh huh)
Now double your money and make it stack
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
(Hold up)
Freeze
(Aye)
Somebody bring me back the money please

[Verse 1: Prez]

Prez be on his '10 shit, fans like '08
You wanna hear my old shit? Bump my old mixtape
Bitches be actin' foolish, I gotta keep makin' big moves
I just wanna make music, pass the wealth onto some good dudes
Beat by Swizz B, I'mma drop a hot one
The cake is delicious, but I prefer a baker's dozen
Step up to the tee, and the crowd starts hushin'
K to the T swingin', they start buzzin'
Cameras flashin' but they can't see under my shades
They black like the tint on my Cadillac Escalades
They black like the handle on my custom switchblade
I got your black lingerie on your girl, I guess the bitch strayed
I guess it's time to pass the torch, we needs the east goin' hard
Not Sam Adams on a fuckin' pop-techno record
Race isn't the issue, there's more to look into
Like my parents ain't about to buy a hundo thou on iTunes
Boston in the house, New York always goin' hard
Hov is the best one, but it's on to the next one

[Hook: Swizz Beatz]

I got a million ways to get it
Choose one (choose one, hey)
Aye, 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 one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
I'm on to the next one, on to the next one
(Hold up)
Freeze
(Aye)
Somebody bring me back the money please