(Intro)
Blackie, whitie, Indian, Chine
Slimmie, Fluffy, poor gyal, gyal wah have money
Wi no care from a gyal wi want dem near
So if yo love the gyal dem hand inna the air
Shout this loud an clear

(Chorus)

Thank God fi the gyal dem
Thank God fi the gyal dem
Woman a the best thing God ever make
Although a dem give so much trouble an problem

Thank God fi the gyal dem
Thank God fi the gyal dem
Thank you father
Fi the mother, the aunty, the sister, the niece, an the daughter

(Verse 1)

From mi step up inna the club
Before mi pure one glass a liquor
First thing mi waan do count how much gyal in yah
Search out the club from the bar to the corridor
Look, look all round the place like foreigner
If no gyal never deh in yah wah mi would a do
Mi no waan deh in yah if no gyal no in yah to
Mister promoter mi rate yuh
But if the party no full a gyal mi naw follow yuh
Every thug wah mi link wid haffi full a gyal
10 to 1 mi thing big gyal dem a ask if a mi thing wid
Caw the amount a gyal wi have a swear to God
Wi bad, wi no care
From a gyal wi want dem near
So if yo love the gyal dem hand inna the air
Shout this loud an clear

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2)

Gyal a stress mi out, tired mi out
Bring friend come a try pimp mi out
Dem hear seh mi have nuff money an a use dem head a try nam mi out
But wi no care from a gyal wi want dem near
So if yo love the gyal dem hand inna the air
Shout this loud an clear

(Repeat Chorus)

(Repeat Intro)

(Repeat Chorus)