Song Lyrics

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

Jose Fernandez Diaz