Текст и перевод песни Mad Division feat. Morodo - Ouh! Gyal

Ouh! Gyal

Ouh gyal, sal fuera y muestra tu style
Y comete ya el mundo, que ya sabes que tu eres quien manda
Aléjate de esos batman, harta ya de la misma vaina
Tírale gyal, ya sea rap, reggae o dancehall
Muévete en el party, que no paren, que se enteren quien manda
Tu y tu sonrisa letal gyal, todos miran tu puro style

Y tu eres fuego y tu mirada pierde a cualquier men
Tu eres buena y te envenenan esos bwoys, my girl
Tira derecho pa' la calle, ay, dejate ver
Ningún hombre va a exigirte como debe ser

Solo tu sabes como eres, sabes lo que hay
Tu sabes ser educada y tener puro style
Ese giro de cadera, chica, no es normal
Puro fuego con sus air max nuevas a estrenar

Y lo sabes bien, tu sabes lo que eres o que quieres ser
Tienes la actitud, la esencia, cualidad, fuerza y poder
Llevas una leona en tu interior, pero eres buena
Y es que eres un respiro de aire fresco en un atardecer

Tu sabes como eres, sabes lo que hay
Y solo con moverte tienes puro style
Alright, y tiremos style, oh gyal, y tienes pura luz que no pueden parar

Ouh gyal, sal fuera y muestra tu style
Y comete ya el mundo, que ya sabes que tu eres quien manda
Aléjate de esos batman, harta ya de la misma vaina

Tírale gyal, ya sea rap, reggae o dancehall
Muévete en el party, que no paren, que se enteren quien manda
Tu y tu sonrisa letal gyal, todos miran tu puro style

Ella es la reina del party, maneja stylie
Ella tiene las piernas mas largas que candy-candy
Se mueve con las ganas de bambi
Es un lamborghini adelantando a un méhari

Ella es la leona del safari, ella no juega numba two
Ella es real Mata-Hari, siempre high, to the sky
Ella es la reina del dutty wine
Y las que bailan a su lado son ridículas

De polvo partículas, caderas, canículas
Parecen sacadas de crónicas vampiricas
Son igual que moscas al lado de una planta carnívora
Ella es la prota de la película

Todos los manes hacen cola por su celular
Sea sobre reggae, rap o dancehall
Ella es la matona, haile aily ahh

Ouh gyal, sal fuera y muestra tu style
Y comete ya el mundo, que ya sabes que tu eres quien manda
Aléjate de esos batman, harta ya de la misma vaina

Tírale gyal, ya sea rap, reggae o dancehall
Muévete en el party, que no paren, que se enteren quien manda
Tu y tu sonrisa letal gyal, todos miran tu puro style

Ouh gyal, sal fuera y muestra tu style
Y comete ya el mundo, que ya sabes que tu eres quien manda
Aléjate de esos batman, harta ya de la misma vaina

Tírale gyal, ya sea rap, reggae o dancehall
Muévete en el party, que no paren, que se enteren quien manda
Tu y tu sonrisa letal gyal, todos miran tu puro style

Ouh! Gyal

Oh, girl, step outside and show your style
And conquer the world already, because you know you're the one in charge
Get away from those losers, you're tired of the same old stuff
Come on, girl, whether it's rap, reggae or dancehall
Move it at the party, don't stop, let them know who's in charge
You and your deadly smile, girl, everyone's watching your pure style

And you're fire, your gaze will slay any man
You're a good girl, but those boys are poisoning you, my girl
Head straight for the street, hey, let yourself be seen
No man will ever demand of you what is right

Only you know how you are, you know what's up
You know how to be polite and have pure style
That hip movement, girl, is not normal
Pure fire with her brand new Air Max

And you know it well, you know what you are or what you want to be
You have the attitude, the essence, the quality, the strength and the power
You carry a lioness inside you, but you're good
And you're a breath of fresh air at sunset

You know how you are, you know what's up
And just by moving you have pure style
Alright, and let's throw style, oh girl, and you have pure light that they can't stop

Oh, girl, step outside and show your style
And conquer the world already, because you know you're the one in charge
Get away from those losers, you're tired of the same old stuff

Come on, girl, whether it's rap, reggae or dancehall
Move it at the party, don't stop, let them know who's in charge
You and your deadly smile, girl, everyone's watching your pure style

She's the queen of the party, drives with style
She has the longest legs since Candy-Candy
She moves with the desire of Bambi
She's a Lamborghini overtaking a Méhari

She's the lioness of the safari, she never plays second fiddle
She's the real Mata-Hari, always high, to the sky
She's the queen of the dutty wine
And those who dance beside her are ridiculous

Particle dust, hips, heat waves
They seem like they're out of a vampire chronicle
They're like flies next to a carnivorous plant
She's the star of the movie

All the guys line up for her phone number
Whether it's reggae, rap or dancehall
She's the boss, haile aily ahh

Oh, girl, step outside and show your style
And conquer the world already, because you know you're the one in charge
Get away from those losers, you're tired of the same old stuff

Come on, girl, whether it's rap, reggae or dancehall
Move it at the party, don't stop, let them know who's in charge
You and your deadly smile, girl, everyone's watching your pure style

Oh, girl, step outside and show your style
And conquer the world already, because you know you're the one in charge
Get away from those losers, you're tired of the same old stuff

Come on, girl, whether it's rap, reggae or dancehall
Move it at the party, don't stop, let them know who's in charge
You and your deadly smile, girl, everyone's watching your pure style