Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (ah ah ah)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (Guantanamo)
Ey, chico!
Just idle the car while I run in to the supermercado
Cop the Cuban hat bootleg, Compay Segundo
Gon' barbeque, ya know ill kebab
Only this time, no blues brotha
The vibe is Cuba
Give twenties and couple of wise words to the kids
I'm an example to them, stay in school learn buiss'
Tell 'em respect the whole nine
Respect the old folks
Take my dinner with the Don
Couscous with parmesan
The sun is about to set
Hawaiian shirts, Havana cigars
Red sky, hot breeze, ladies like the guitars
And I can assure ya ass my pueblo is ghetto
Veteran cars ain't no flat tire, just hold on
Or we can lounge in Tangier
Not the one in Vegas, naah the one in Maroc
Cruise the Atlantic, from yours to my block
Some mo' hot sauce, some mo' sipping
Some mo' palmas, some mo' bailar
Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (ah ah ah)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (ah ah ah)
Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (Guantanamo)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (eh eh eh) (Guantanamo)
Ahora y en La Habana
Viejas calles con aire colonial
Los problemas no se ocultan (No)
Pero hay dulzura al pasar
Las palmas como el Che
Orgullecen el paisaje
Voy cantando
"De donde son los cantantes"
Por mi isla, mi compadre, voy cruzando
Solo en shorts, con mis gafas
Mi chevy y el sol ardiente
Hoy es un día especial
Porque hoy me voy pa' Oriente
A million degrees you can barely move
Plus la salsa making it hotter
In this Cohiva groove, so move
Life is what you make it
It's that simple and plain
Sometimes you get sunshine
But for now we got no rain
Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (ah ah ah)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (ah ah ah)
Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (Guantanamo)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (eh eh eh)
Move it to the left, back up a bit, ok hold it there
We gonna watch the game though the signal ain't clear
Yeah here I'm from they call it cricket, around here it's pelota
That's 2 great games, coming from two proud cultures
You've seen them play their part on the streets from the start
Some of the greatest came from here you know they got heart
Role models from the block deep down in the ditch
Then they switch hit a 6 a ball left man off the pitch
Lights out, ain't got no electricity for the rest of the night
We don't care, lighters up
Bounce to this beat, 'til the sun gon' come up
Mo' hot sauce, mo' sipping
Mo' palmas, mo' baile (Más baile, vamos a Guantanamo)
Mo' sunshine
Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (ah ah ah)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (Guantanamo)
Mi casa es su casa (Guantanamo)
The grass is greener on my side (Guantanamo)
And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (Guantanamo)
Mi casa es su casa (Mo hot sauce)
The grass is greener on my side (Mo sipping)
(Mo palmas, mo baile) And I got all my moros here (Guantanamo)
Just me y my familia (Mo' sunshine)
Mi casa es su casa (Mo hot sauce)
The grass is greener on my side (Mo sipping)
Mo palmas, mo baile, mo sunshine
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