Lauryn Hill - Guantanamera lyrics

[Intro: Celia Cruz/Refugee All-Stars/Wyclef Jean] Hola! Soy Celia Cruz Y estoy aqui con Wyclef, celebrando el Carnaval; Azucar!!) Guantanamera We out here in Miami just shining (Guajira, Guantanamera) Worldwide (Guan-tana-mera) 'Bout to bring it to you in stereo ...That was then, this is now! Welcome to the Carnival, the arrival... c'mon! Spanish Harlem! Oahh-eee-ohh! Boogie Down Bronx! Oahh-eee-ohh! Manhattan! Oahh-eee-ohh! Back to Staten! Oahh-eee-ohh! [Hook:] (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 (Guan-tana-mera... Guajira Guan-tana-mera...) [Verse One: Wyclef Jean] 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 s** with no average mahn Peep the figure, move like a caterpillar Fly like a bu*terfly, 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 [Hook] [Jeni Fujita] [-Wyclef Jean] Soy una mujer, sincera -Do you speak English?) De donde crecen las palmas -Can I buy you a drink? Soy una mujer, sincera - Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh De donde creeeeeeecen las palmas 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 John Forté, she's eyeing me from far (Guan-tana-mera... Guajira Guan-tana-mera...) [Verse Two: Lauryn Hill] 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 n***as 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 n***as 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 [Hook]