Lyrics:
quieres que esto acabe
Que no pare, que no acabe
Caribbean Experience, Haa, Dale
I love the Latin Party
Everybody we gonna dance
Caribbean, Caribbean
LATIN AMERICA
I dream of girls I used to know
I see the faces of good-hearted friends.
Deep in my heart I'm missing you
Latin America.
Latin
There's no Puente Llaguno
There's no Puente Llaguno anymore
In my Latin America
In my Latin America won't be no coup
There's no Puente Llaguno
salsa music
The strong latin beat
Sets the mood of people
Who dance fast on their feet
I love America
I love America
La, la, la, la - salsa music
La, la,
Argentinayay
Oliviabay
Azilbray
Ilechay
Olombiacay
Ubacay
Ecuadoryay
Uatemalagay
Pig Latin America
Pig Latin world
Pig Latin boy
Pig Latin girl
Does not love his mother"
I am Latin America
A community without legs, but walking
You can't buy the wind
You can't buy the sun
You can't buy the rain
It's the training ground for counter insurgency
For the Latin American and Caribbean countries
Specializing in psychological warfare and assassinations
them white, we love them Asian
Caribbean, the African, the Latin woman
The European, Middle Easterns and the Indian
This one goes out to all the girls
Oh Mommy
Oh Mommy
Hola senorita, morena
Got me thinking bout Latin America
Yes Ms. Jamaica, Ms. Bahamas
Got me thinking bout all of the Caribbean
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival,
Buffalo Soldier, dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo Soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fighting on arrival,
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the Caribbean
Trodding through San Juan
In the arms of America
Trodding through Jamaica, a Buffalo Soldier
Buffalo soldier
Dreadlock Rasta
There was a Buffalo soldier
In the heart of America
Stolen from Africa
Brought to America
Fighting on arrival
anti-Castro's can't stand me
And that's the reason I'll never win a fixed up Latin Grammy
After this racist Latinos'll goddamn me
But my black people love me
of the Caribbean, and to the people of Latin America, and to the people of the world, that you cannot drop out of your client-state free-market system. That if you
anti-Castros can't stand me//
That's the reason I'll never win a fixed up latin grammy//
After this racist latinos will god damn me//
But my black people love
To all the hungry, vice versa love (Caribbean)
Come on and get some, vice versa love (to all)
Come on and get it vice versa love (Europe)
Bush
Disarm
for America
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the caribbean
With me in the Caribbean
I'm just a Yankee from America
Looking for a real good time
Playing in the water
And swimming in the sunshine, oh year
I saw
for America
Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta
Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival
Driven from the mainland
To the heart of the caribbean
Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
the band
South America, baba-loo, baba-loo, ay-ee-eh, baba-loo
One favor you can do, ay-ee-eh, you can do
You beautiful lands below
Don't know what you
the band
South America, baba-loo, ay-yi-yi, baba-loo
One favor you can do, ay-yi-yi, you can do
You beautiful lands below
Don't know what you began
ayyiyi
While all those Latin drums are cloppin'
Like a Jumpin' Jack I'm hoppin' without stoppin', ol
South America take it away
First you shake around
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