Golpe a Golpe — Pal Carajo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pal Carajo" by Golpe a Golpe.
Lyrics
Golpe a golpe
Romantik style
Desde la palma
Aja
Jamaica
Coro
Y si tu papi
Y tu mami no me quieren
Que se vallan pal carajo
Ahi q se vallan pal carajo
Que se vallan pal carajo
Y si tu novio te cela
Que se valla pal carajo
Ahi que se valla pal carajo
Si tu eres mi lucero
Por la que me desespero
Si no stas aqui conmigo
Me siento com un cero
Si no me das un besito
Rapido yo me muero
Quiero estar contigo
Pero siendo el primero
Que tu papi no me quiere
Porq soy pudiente
Que tu mami no quiere
Por que soy irreberente
Que tu novio me odia
Porq soy de la calle
Que importa
Si te gustan mil detalles
Q te hagan sentir la mujer
Mas especial
Que te lleve a la luna en un viaje espacial
Que te hable
Con mi lexico interacial
Que mas da
Si yo por ti me hago hasta matar
Que te muerdan la colita
Y te besen el cuellito
Que te ale el pelo
Y chupe el ombligito
Que te diga
Al oido algo bonito
Olvidate del dinero
Y quereme un poquito
Coro
Voi a encerrar su futuro
En una jaula con diamantes
Vente conmigo baby
Y seamos mas que amantes
Yo se que no soy de los tipos
Mas elegantes
Pero parati
Yo soy el mejor aspirante
Se que no tengo mucho
Y ala vez tengo todo
Yo tengo tus besos que me valen mas que el oro
Que te quede claro
Mami que to adoro
Y q son tus ojos
Mis mas preciados tesoros
Mi mas preciado tesoro
Eres tu baby
Mi mas preciado tesoro
Eres tu
Coro
Oye
Que te quede claro
Que esto es reggae colombiano
Desde la palma
Golpe a golpe
Con el guajiro
Mi mas preciado tesoro eres tu
Y q se vallan pal carajo
Y q se vallan pal carajo
Que mas da
Y q se vallan pal carajo
Mi mas preciado tesoro eres tu
Y q se vallan pal carajo
Y q se vallan pal carajo
Que mas da
Y q se vallan pal carajo
Lyrics translation
Blow by blow
Romantik style
From La palma
Aja
Jamaica
Choir
And if your daddy
And your mommy doesn't want me
Get the fuck out of here.
There they go, man.
Get the fuck out of here.
And if your boyfriend hides you
Get the fuck out of here.
There he goes, man.
If you are my star
For which I despair
If you're not here with me
I feel like a zero
If you don't give me a kiss
Quick, I'm dying.
I want to be with you
But being the first
That your daddy doesn't love me
Because I'm wealthy
That your mommy doesn't want to
Because I'm irreverent
That your boyfriend hates me
Because I'm from the street
What does it matter
If you like a thousand details
Q make you feel like the woman
But special
Take you to the moon on a space trip
Let me talk to you
With my interacial lexicon
What but from
If I make myself kill for you
Get your pigtail bit
And kiss your neck
Make your hair
And suck the belly button
Let me tell you
To the ear something nice
Forget about the money
And love me a little
Choir
You will lock up your future
In a cage with diamonds
Come with me baby
And let's be more than lovers
I know I'm not one of the guys.
But elegant
But parati
I'm the best wannabe
I know I don't have much
And at the time I have everything
I have your kisses that are worth more than gold
Let me be clear.
Mommy I love you
And q are your eyes
My most precious treasures
My most precious treasure
You're your baby
My most precious treasure
It's you
Choir
Hear you
Let me be clear.
That this is Colombian reggae
From La palma
Blow by blow
With the guajiro
My most precious treasure is you
And get the fuck out of here.
And get the fuck out of here.
What but from
And get the fuck out of here.
My most precious treasure is you
And get the fuck out of here.
And get the fuck out of here.
What but from
And get the fuck out of here.