Orishas habana

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(ROLDAN)
No, that's great
Babe, that camel is here, hey
Taking over all of Havana
La jine mami, with her cool, pa ca'
Wiping out all of Havana
And the taxi drivers are
Winding up all of Havana
And how are the soneros?
Winding up all of Havana
(RUZZO)
I say Things of destiny dragged me away from my island and what a surprise I would be when I saw that my child, my pink dream, was very gray It came back.
At the beginning, a lot of work
but what happened, it still happened,
I didn't know, my boy,
there begins the theme of this drama
and mom, who is always right in the plot:
take care of my child from the speculators
a friend in this neighborhood is usually a traitor
I gambled, and in that bargain new penetration,
believing that I was going to make a lot of money,
and ended up right where mom didn't want,
inside a box, fame is over,
the neighborhood is in yama
everyone face up, in a dream
that never ends!
(CHORUS)
(RUZZO)
And the neighbor from the neighborhood stops at the window?
(ROLDAN)
Finishing all of Havana
(RUZZO)
What are you telling me, that I don't know?
(ROLDAN)
Finishing all of Havana
(RUZZO)
The Indian at midnight,
(ROLDAN)
Winning all of Havana
(RUZZO)
handsome, You're handsome, you're handsome, I'm handsome sister,
she prepared a little pig
to roast early in the morning,
lamentation left, there!, I'm out of gas!
(RUZZO)
Tremendous pile of kilometers
Look, we had to walk
(ROLDAN)
hitting the Catalina, eh-eh.
We arrived at three in the afternoon
when everything, everything , he finished
and there were his seven cousins, who arrived
from Villa Clara
three with their wife, the others with their chamas
there is nothing left to eat your time, and also
there are no beds left, eh-eh, ah-ah
(CHORUS)
(ROLDAN)
what nonsense, if it's not that bad,
lobelebele, belebele, you ,
what nonsense, if it's not so bad
tobelebele, belebele, you
(YOTUEL AND RUZZO)
If I spent my life in the neighborhood,
The jinchora, the yuma, the comment,
hit, hit the ceiling, echoes,
everyone in their boxes, manufactured,
Operation Cohiba, there are no cuties
that interrupt the play
br/>Territory cleared of French women,
like herds, arrivals, with the
blacks suffocated, they flood the forest
little daughter ask
Åchichito, stand by the boxes ,
if we are not fried
one of the yuma was the meta,
damn rather trumpet
that happened to me as a glutton,
instead of a mermaid catch a shark
CHORUS (2X)

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