People Under The Stairs – The Fun lyrics

[Intro: Spoken Sample]
Just tell 'em 'bout all the money you gonna make
Cause you know we gonna have album covers, posters...
I'm talkin' major labels
That's real fresh brother
You gonna be a superstar, you gonna have to check our style
And they so full of money
And they so full of money
And they so full of money

[Verse 1: Thes One]
Stay on the go, yep, comfortable living
Or pull up at the stoplight, charitable giving
Sure, wash my windshield, homie here's a 20
God bless, no I don't need no change for my money
That's the fruit of my labor the fresh flavor gives me juice
To pull up in your country any time and get loose like Shibuya
We threw the yen in the air
Gave the girl ten g's just to braid Double's hair
Drank Pocari Sweat, jumped on a jet and went to Stockholm
You suckas stuck in LA (Man, I called. Dude, he's not home!)
Hey, my bad, the local lifestyle is too common
I dipped to see the tomb of Mr. Tutankhamun
On the nile with the smile to Nubia with my lady
We had so much fun, we made a goddamn baby
And now he's here, and we keep him in Carter's gear
When he's old, he'll be old money, flower in the boutonniere
For now we keep his little butt in Montessori
If you bought The Next Step, then you helped write the story
Of me and Double K making sucka crews furious
They're at their best and they're still looking bicurious

[Hook: Thes One]
I try to cop one
In the meantime, I try to cop but, hey
In the meantime, I try to cop one
I try to cop one up in the meantime
But in the meantime, I try to cop one
I try to cop one up in the meantime
In the meantime I try to cop one
I try to cop one, but in the meantime
Because

[Both]
The bottom line
Is the dollar sign
You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
You get yours, yeah, and I’ll get mine
Uh, lookout! The bottom line
Is the dollar sign
You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
[Thes One:] You get yours, yeah, and I’ll get mine, Double K!

[Verse 2: Double K]
Gimme the dub on the black hand, my man
Yeah I got the tab, baby, here, slide him a gram, word
Here's a fan, so I posed to take a flick
He said he want to smoke, so I threw him a brick
The General of Generosity
Posted in your city center, blowing sacks like a tenor
When I'm in the Netherlands, no matter the weather
Me and my man's get busy, headed for the night shift
At the bar, buying shots for strangers, we living
A toast to the boogie and the P's new movie
You can view it in 3D and you might see
The exhaust as we take off in New York City
Hit the library, we taking gems of the wall
Pass 'em out to the crowd that night, it's Big Mike
Outside in the limo with the bubbly on chill
But first, ignore these young niggas trying to keep it real
We off to Waikiki, flower shirts on the scooter
L.A. style, puffing on the hooter
We make it rain, nah man, we hurricane
Long Island iced teas, live it up for the G's
Stuff 'em in my left pocket
See rocket don't smoke, and rocket don't choke
But rocket sure enjoys white wine on the boat
It ain't a fairytale, we do it very well, so uh

[Hook: Double K]
In the meantime, I gotta cop one
I try to cop one, but in the meantime
And in the meantime, I gotta cop one
I’m ‘bout to cop one, but
In the meantime
Yo…

[Both]
The bottom line, yeah, is the dollar sign
I said, you get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
The bottom line
Is the dollar sign
You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
[Thes One:] You get yours, yo
We gotta get it
[Thes One:] we gotta...
We gotta get it
[Thes One:] you know, we…

[Double K:]
Hey, man, how much that cost?
Yo, it don’t even matter, man
You know what I’m saying?
Man, give that nigga a hundred dollars!

[Both:]
You know we stay on our feet from nine to five
‘Cause the boys from the P don’t take no jive!