Temperature Lyrics

The gal dem Schillaci, Sean da Paul So me give it to, so me give to, so me give it to, to all girls Five million and forty naughty shorty Baby girl, all my girls, all my girls, Sean da Paul sey
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh!
Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor From you don't want no worthless performer From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal Make I see your hand them up on ya Can't tan pon it long, naw eat no yam, no steam fish, nor no green banana But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh!
Bumper exposed and gal you got your chest out But you no wasters ‘cause gal you impress out And if you des out a me you fi test out ‘Cause I got the remedy to make you de-stress out Me haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out And girl if you want it you haffi confess out A no lie weh we need set speed a fi test the mattress out
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh!
Gal don't say me crazy now, this Strangelove it a no Bridgette and Flava show Time fi a make baby now so stop gwaan like you a act shady yo Woman don't play me now, ‘cause a no Fred Sanford nor Grady yo My lovin' is the way to go, my lovin' is the way to go
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh!
When you roll with a player like me, with a bredda like me gal there is no other No need to talk it right here just park it right here, keep it undercover From me love how you fit inna you blouse and you fat inna you jeans And mi waan discover Everything ‘bout you baby girl can you hear when me utter?
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh!
Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor From you don't want no worthless performer From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal Mek I see your hand them up on ya Can't tan pon it long, naw eat no yam, no steam fish, nor no green banana But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature fi shelter you from the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh! Oh oh! Oh oh! Oh oh!