Grupo Galé — El Galán song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El Galán" by Grupo Galé.
Lyrics
Cuando llega al baile se emociona
El no razona se entrega toda
Cuando llega al baile se emociona
El no razona se entrega toda
El tipo llega temprano
Se q es muy inteligente algo diferente
El probesito es un yandon y ahora
se cree un galancito
De los niños q son de bloo
Tiradera para todos los galanes chiquitos papa
Se creen un camión y no saben q son pobre volquéton
q q Llega y se quita la camisa como en la revista en la pista
Papi tu eres feo con migo no te metas
Si en la disco tu te crees el rey
En la luna soy la mega
Coro
Cuando llega al baile se emociona
El no razona se entrega toda
Cuando llega al baile se emociona
El no razona se entrega toda
El llega en si auto rojo
No pregunta donde fue como fue
A el le importa un bledo lo q diga la gente
Se cree un papi ricy q le llega la gente
Salsa con reggaeton
Y filina montón
Para todo a aquel q quiera
Robar mi sazón
Eeeee
Oye te lo dije q me iba acurar y me cure
Aya yayay
Ya no se q va a pasar con ese hombre
Estaba lleno en santa rosa
Y yo no se q va a pasar
Cuando quisiste igualarme imitarme
Y yo no se q va a pasar
Mira ya se te olvido
El miedo q te dio
Y yo no se q va a pasar
Con ese hombre
Estaba lleno en santa rosa
Grupo Gale
Por andar inventado
Mira lo q te a pasado
Ya nadie quiere saber de ti Mira lo q te a pasado
Ya no anda en su carro bonito
Ahora lo q tiene es un pichirilito
q no te lleva a ningún lado
Lo tiene desbaratado
Pobremente arrancado
Sin un centavo en el bolsillo
Pillo
Ahora es cuando brillo y cuando quiera te deseantillo
Aayyyyyyy
Lyrics translation
When he gets to the dance, he gets excited.
He doesn't reason he gives himself all
When he gets to the dance, he gets excited.
He doesn't reason he gives himself all
The guy's early.
I know q is very smart something different
The probesito is a yandon and now
he thinks he's a galancito.
Of the children Q are from bloo
Tiradera for all the young guys papa
They think they're a truck and they don't know they're poor dump truck.
q Q arrives and takes off his shirt like in the magazine on the track
Daddy you're ugly with migo stay out of it
If on the disco you think you're the King
On the moon I'm the mega
Choir
When he gets to the dance, he gets excited.
He doesn't reason he gives himself all
When he gets to the dance, he gets excited.
He doesn't reason he gives himself all
He arrives in si red car
He doesn't ask where it went as it went
He doesn't give a shit what people say.
He thinks he's a daddy ricy.
Salsa with reggaeton
And filina heap
For all to that Q want
Steal my seasoning
Eeeee
Hey, I told you I was going to fix it and cure me.
Aya yayay
I don't know what's gonna happen to that man anymore.
It was crowded in santa rosa
And I don't know q is going to happen
When you wanted to match me to imitate me
And I don't know q is going to happen
Look, I forgot.
The fear Q gave you
And I don't know q is going to happen
With that man
It was crowded in santa rosa
Gale Group
By walking invented
Look what happened to you
No one wants to know about you anymore. Look What Happened To You.
He doesn't ride in his nice car anymore.
Now what he has is a pichirilito
q doesn't get you anywhere
He's got it messed up.
Poorly plucked
Without a penny in your pocket
Pillo
Now is when I shine and when I want to wish you
Aayyyyyyy