| Just tell 'em 'bout all the money you gonna make
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| Cause you know we gonna have album covers, posters…
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| I’m talkin' major labels
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| That’s real fresh brother
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| You gonna be a superstar, you gonna have to check our style
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| And they so full of money
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| And they so full of money
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| And they so full of money
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| Stay on the go, yep, comfortable living
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| Or pull up at the stoplight, charitable giving
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| Sure, wash my windshield, homie here’s a 20
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| God bless, no I don’t need no change for my money
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| That’s the fruit of my labor the fresh flavor gives me juice
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| To pull up in your country any time and get loose like Shibuya
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| We threw the yen in the air
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| Gave the girl ten g’s just to braid Double’s hair
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| Drank Pocari Sweat, jumped on a jet and went to Stockholm
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| You suckas stuck in LA (Man, I called. Dude, he’s not home!)
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| Hey, my bad, the local lifestyle is too common
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| I dipped to see the tomb of Mr. Tutankhamun
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| On the nile with the smile to Nubia with my lady
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| We had so much fun, we made a goddamn baby
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| And now he’s here, and we keep him in Carter’s gear
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| When he’s old, he’ll be old money, flower in the boutonniere
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| For now we keep his little butt in Montessori
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| If you bought The Next Step, then you helped write the story
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| Of me and Double K making sucka crews furious
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| They’re at their best and they’re still looking bicurious
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| I try to cop one
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| In the meantime, I try to cop but, hey
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| In the meantime, I try to cop one
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| I try to cop one up in the meantime
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| But in the meantime, I try to cop one
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| I try to cop one up in the meantime
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| In the meantime I try to cop one
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| I try to cop one, but in the meantime
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| Because
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| The bottom line
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| Is the dollar sign
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| You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
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| You get yours, yeah, and I’ll get mine
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| Uh, lookout! |
| The bottom line
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| Is the dollar sign
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| You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
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| You get yours, yeah, and I’ll get mine, Double K!
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| Gimme the dub on the black hand, my man
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| Yeah I got the tab, baby, here, slide him a gram, word
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| Here’s a fan, so I posed to take a flick
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| He said he want to smoke, so I threw him a brick
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| The General of Generosity
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| Posted in your city center, blowing sacks like a tenor
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| When I’m in the Netherlands, no matter the weather
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| Me and my man’s get busy, headed for the night shift
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| At the bar, buying shots for strangers, we living
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| A toast to the boogie and the P’s new movie
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| You can view it in 3D and you might see
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| The exhaust as we take off in New York City
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| Hit the library, we taking gems of the wall
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| Pass 'em out to the crowd that night, it’s Big Mike
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| Outside in the limo with the bubbly on chill
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| But first, ignore these young niggas trying to keep it real
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| We off to Waikiki, flower shirts on the scooter
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| L.A. style, puffing on the hooter
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| We make it rain, nah man, we hurricane
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| Long Island iced teas, live it up for the G’s
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| Stuff 'em in my left pocket
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| See rocket don’t smoke, and rocket don’t choke
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| But rocket sure enjoys white wine on the boat
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| It ain’t a fairytale, we do it very well, so uh
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| In the meantime, I gotta cop one
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| I try to cop one, but in the meantime
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| And in the meantime, I gotta cop one
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| I’m ‘bout to cop one, but
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| In the meantime
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| Yo…
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| The bottom line, yeah, is the dollar sign
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| I said, you get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
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| You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
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| The bottom line
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| Is the dollar sign
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| You get yours, yo, and I’ll get mine
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| You get yours, yo
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| We gotta get it
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| we gotta…
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| We gotta get it
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| you know, we…
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| Hey, man, how much that cost?
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| Yo, it don’t even matter, man
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| Man, give that nigga a hundred dollars!
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| You know we stay on our feet from nine to five
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| ‘Cause the boys from the P don’t take no jive! |