Guantanamera

Spanish Harlem!

Boogie Down Bronx!

Manhattan!

Back to Staten!

Guantanamera

Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajira, Guantanamera

Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar

Guantanamera

Guajira Guantanamera

Yo, I wrote this in Haiti, overlooking Cuba

I asked her what's her name, she said, 'Guantanamera'

Remind me of an old latin song, my uncle used to play

On his old forty-five when he used to be alive

She went from a young girl, to a grown woman

Like a Virgin, so she sex with no average man

Peep the figure, move like a caterpillar

Fly like a butterfly, let your soul feel her glide

Pac Woman better yet Space Invader

If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin' Street Fighter

Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss

A dime if you tell me that you love me

Guantanamera

Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajira, Guantanamera

Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar

Guantanamera

Guajira Guantanamera

Soy una mujer, sincera

Do you speak English?

De donde crecen las palmas

Can I buy you a drink?

Soy una mujer, sincera

De donde crecen las palmas

You killin me

Y antes de morir, yo quiero

Cantar mis versos del alma

Te quiero mama, te quiero!

Guantanamera

Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajira, Guantanamera

Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar

Guantanamera

Guajira Guantanamera

Yo, she was a rose in Spanish Harlem, mamacita beg your pardon

Make stakes at a faster rate then she fornicates

Pure traits of genius, Goddess of Black Venus

Crab niggaz angry cause they can't get between us

To no sele-xion, smooth complex-ion

The lexicon of Lexington, parents came from Cuba

Part Mexican, pure sweet, dimes fell to her feet

She like Movado, and shook her hips like Delgado

And broke niggaz down from the Grounds to Apollo

and then some, she took her act sent it to dim sum

And waited patiently while the businessmen come

Call late on purpose, got even politicians nervous

And made plans to infiltrate the street secret service

This gentle flower, fertility was her power

Sweet persona, Venus Flytrap primadonna

Que sera que sera she turned dinero to dinera

Guantanamera

Hey yo I'm standing at the bar with a, Cuban cigar

Guajira, Guantanamera

Hey, yo, I think she's eyeing me from afar

Guantanamera

Guajira Guantanamera