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Yo como aqui, tambien el dineros
Yo quiero la pesos

Chorus: master p (repeat 2x) *

I say ooooh nah nae
I got to get the money 'fore I play (dineros)
I say ooooh nah nae
I got to get the money 'fore I play (pesos)

* {first time, repeat 1.5x only}

[master p]
I started small time, but I made it, to the top
Do I believe in god? I thank the man for everything I got
Senoriiiiiita? can you, read my future?
Cause where I'm from the little homies they'll shoot ya
See I'm a savage (savage) but I love to live life lavish (lavish)
And I'm addicted to cornbread, greens, and cabbage
I'm a ghe-tto boy, with a ghe-tto house
I got twenties on my benz, and gold's in my mouth
And if I go to jail, put some pesos on my books
Believe me when I say this I'm a hustler not a crook

Chorus

[master p]
I lock the boat to the truck, then I headed, to the beach
We started walkin chasin cuties and I got sand in my feet
I say soldiers hold up, who got a camera?
I seen one so tight, man you know I gotta slam her
I looked into her eyes I'm thinkin sex on the beach
She got a friend, uno dos now they hang with me
Here come the cops and we all blowin doja
He say are you drinkin, I say nah man we sober

Chorus

[master p]
Getcha money, 'fore you play, ya heard me?
Part of this no limit soldier campaign
Be all you can be

Chorus (fades out)
Yo como aqui, tambien el dineros   Yo quiero la pesos      Chorus: master p (repeat 2x) *      I say ooooh nah nae   I got to get the money 'fore I play (dineros)   I say ooooh nah nae   I got to get the money 'fore I play (pesos)      * {first time, repeat 1.5x only}      [master p]   I started small time, but I made it, to the top   Do I believe in god? I thank the man for everything I got   Senoriiiiiita? can you, read my future?    Cause where I'm from the little homies they'll shoot ya   See I'm a savage (savage) but I love to live life lavish (lavish)   And I'm addicted to cornbread, greens, and cabbage   I'm a ghe-tto boy, with a ghe-tto house   I got twenties on my benz, and gold's in my mouth   And if I go to jail, put some pesos on my books   Believe me when I say this I'm a hustler not a crook      Chorus      [master p]   I lock the boat to the truck, then I headed, to the beach   We started walkin chasin cuties and I got sand in my feet   I say soldiers hold up, who got a camera?    I seen one so tight, man you know I gotta slam her   I looked into her eyes I'm thinkin sex on the beach   She got a friend, uno dos now they hang with me   Here come the cops and we all blowin doja   He say are you drinkin, I say nah man we sober      Chorus      [master p]   Getcha money, 'fore you play, ya heard me?    Part of this no limit soldier campaign   Be all you can be      Chorus (fades out)