B McKie - On to the Next Lyrics

I'm shinin on niggas, I'm hittin they bitches, my nigga I don't even flex
But please don't get hype, you just for the night, lil baby it's on to the next
My jeweler just flooded my neck
Look at my ice, Patek
You don't have a clue, I'm lookin for Blues, hunnits and 50's on deck

I'm shinin on niggas, I'm hittin they bitches, my nigga I don't even flex
But please don't get hype, you just for the night, lil baby it's on to the next
My jeweler just flooded my neck
Look at my ice, Patek
You don't have a clue, I'm lookin for Blues, hunnits and 50's on deck

Is that yo chick?
All up in my whip
Tryna be on my dick
Tryna hang with my click

Don't even trip, I replace her with a badder bitch
Cuz I ain't down with the average

Cuz... you know why
Your hoe chose I
Come to your school in a whip so fly
I'm that guy, just wink one eye
Tell your girl bye, cuz your chance just died, can't lie

Love the juice
Mix It wth goose
And if your chick at our party then she probably loose

Problem w/ you is... you don't know how to kick back
Took my lifestyle, turned It to sick rap
Big frats coming in with the six pack
Cute face, but my eyes where the tits at
Too wild, this time we don't get back
Get the miles out my face, we don't hit that

Shawty bad, slim waste & she dumb thick
B McKie, that's all & Im dumb lit
Too on, too fly for a bum bitch
Too Tuff, never cuff, you on some shit

Nowadays wanna verse, it'll cost you
Nowadays getting money from the walk-thru
She ain't sleep, when ya girl don't call you
Can't lie had a couple jawns fall thru (easy)

I'm shinin on niggas, I'm hittin they bitches, my nigga I don't even flex
But please don't get hype, you just for the night, lil baby it's on to the next
My jeweler just flooded my neck
Look at my ice, Patek
You don't have a clue, I'm lookin for Blues, hunnits and 50's on deck

I'm shinin on niggas, I'm hittin they bitches, my nigga I don't even flex
But please don't get hype, you just for the night, lil baby it's on to the next
My jeweler just flooded my neck
Look at my ice, Patek
You don't have a clue, I'm lookin for Blues, hunnits and 50's on deck