Temperature (AOL Sessions) Songtext / Lyric

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!