Guajira (I Love U 2 Much)

Yeeah you know, i got a story about my guajira
 Guajira
 I love you too much
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 Guajira
 I love you too much
 Hey yo we party and dance and i see how i meet her
 They call her guajira, in cuba they greet her
 Man god them ass is the greeter,
 Beautiful diamond and african features,
 I love her and her passion for freedom
 I promise to have her and keep her and teach her
 Oh yeah chiquita... quiero volar contigo
 Tocar tu ombligo
 Y pachanguear contigo
 Im going crazy, part stop being that she grades me
 Whispered in my ear how long would it take me
 To get her whole family here safely
 She said they were deported back in the 80's
 She learned some black magic in haiti, to save me
 The way she moves her hips its amazing
 Oh yeah guajira so nice to meet yea
 Next time i see ya we go own some reefer
 Guajira
 I love you too much
 
 Guajira
 I love you too much
 Check check i wanna fly with you, i wanna fly with you
 Tell em yo
 She had a beautiful face
 Kept her cuticles laced
 Mads been had sharing the same musical taste
 Reminiscing when i met her at the copacobana
 Had me unstable crazy going loco bananas
 Long legs brown hair
 I swear she came with a halo
 I said she probably had her looking even better then j-lo
 Puerto rican cuban mami had me going berzerk
 Went all the way to guantanamo searchin a skirt
 Brotherhood too she works out she's so gorgeous
 Brother its true no doubt shes flawless
 Her loves a drug she was getting me yo
 Kinda bug when she started telling me no
 I got a 50 cause of course i was lacking the money
 Could predicted when she went back to her country
 On vacation to the city now she leaving my world
 Now i feel pity for pity, i be needing a girl
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 Guajira
 I love you too much
 
 Guajira
 I love you too much
 Check check i wanna fly with you, i wanna fly with you
 (breakdown)
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 I wanna get down with you,
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 Get brown with you,
 The smell of your sweet black daze is driving me insane,
 And you dont even know my name,
 You blow my mind like a butterfly, making counts in the sunshine
 You really turn me on
 When you picking daisies right outside the barn
 Like the bomb when the night comes
 I like to spy on you honey baby make it under the moon boom boom boom...
 Guajira
 I love you too much
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 Guajira
 I love you too much