Frutas

Siete de la mañana
She's so pretty Cubana
Frijoles y bananas
Yea, still cuttin' up fruit
Siete de la mañana
She's so pretty Cubana
Frijoles y bananas
Yea, still cuttin' up fruit

Wakin' up
Breakfast on the terrace
With you I never feel embarrassed
Pull my hair up when I'm serving eggs
Chopped watermelon, purple grapes
Fresh piña is my favorite

The citrus burst of amazement
Freshly squeezed juice hit the cold glass
He watched me walk by with my whole ass
A little butter and toast
Never underestimate who love him the most

The Sun is hitting up tough
Coloring our skin while he listens to us
It goes, yea, it goes
The Sun is hitting us rough
Shining down on us, giving us luck

Siete de la mañana
She's so pretty Cubana
Frijoles y bananas
Still cutting up fruit
Siete de la mañana
She's so pretty Cubana
Frijoles y bananas
Still cutting up fruit