My gyal, my gyal) (My gyal, my gyal) (My gyal, my gyal) (My gyal) She make me smile everytime when she get on the telephone (yeah yeah yeah) She no dey into designer But she no mind to wear them She no want me behind her She no wan no man for no problem If I tell her Gucci she go say no If I tell her Louis she go say no If I tell her Prada she go say no No matter the money my baby no fit give her pussy to nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody No matter the money my baby no fit give her pussy to nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody She no fit give it to nobody Some of these b*tches are loyal (some of these b*tches) I know my b*tch is loyal (I know) Me tell her say later tonight we gon eat some sushi, ah she go You ain't never eat no sushi She look at me and me act like me busy And she know, know say we no dey busy This kind woman sent from heaven, heaven She's my woman, know that I love her And if love was a crime she'd still be my baby E no matter the money see my baby no fit give her pussy to nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody To nobody No matter the money my baby no fit give her pussy to nobody To nobody To nobody (oh baby) To nobody (my baby) To nobody (oh baby) To nobody (my baby) To nobody She no dey into designer But she no mind to wear them She no want me behind her She no wan no man for no problem When you are come to an end, I'll be there Baby, baby, baby E no matter the money...