| Chorus: Mi gyal, mi gal. |
| It’s not your fault if you’re hotter than pepper
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| Modeling ah gwaan and your body trendsetter
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| Not your fault if you feel just right an you’re born ready fi di spotlight
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| Verse 1: Mi gyal, yu a mad dem an a flood dem an a lead dem all di way
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| Nuttin baad a call dem don’t haffi sey about yu
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| Caw yu nuh mix inna dem skettle crew
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| Nuh true boo?
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| But anytime yu pass through traffic haffi halt
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| Man a give yu key fi open di money vault
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| But just like di sea ah so dem dere salt
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| An a mek it look like it ah your, your…
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| Verse 2: mi gyal, dem a gwan like yu nuh mek no man nuh see dem
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| An so so is all man give dem
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| Every deejay trample out dem riddim
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| Like di apple dem gyal dere forbidden
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| But through how yu hot gyal mi know mi haffi catch ya
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| Whole a Main Street crew nah stop watch ya
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| An if yu punch har mi will pat yu
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| Verse 3: Mi gyal, mi a di judge an di jury
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| An fi lookin' good mi find yu guilty
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| Guilty! |
| Fi your likkle cute face
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| Guilty! |
| Fi your platinum shape
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| Guilty! |
| Fi your platinum hips
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| Guilty! |
| Fi di bump ova your chest
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| Life on your side that’s whay your hot
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