Temperature (english accent) lyrics

Sean 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 say

[Chorus]
Well, woman the way the time cold, I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature for sheltering you from the storm
Oh Lord, gal, I got the right tactics to turn you on
And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh!

[Verse 1]
Make me see the gal on the floor
From you don't want no worthless performer
From you don't want no man who can't turn you on
Gal, make me see your hand there up on ya
Can't tan 'pon it long, Don't eat no yam
No steam fish, nor no green banana
But down in Jamaica, we give it to you hot like a sauna

[Chorus]
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, gal, I got the right tactics to turn you on
And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh!

[Verse 2]
Bumper exposed and gal, ya got your chest out
But you no wasters 'cause, gal, you impress everyone out
And if you diss out of me, yeah if you test out
'Cause I got the remedy for making you de-stress out
I have to flaunt it flaunt it, become a God bless out
And girl, if you want it, you have to confess out
I don't lie, what we need, set speed, have to test test the mattress out

[Chorus]
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, gyal, I got the right tactics to turn you on
And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh

[Verse 3]
Gal, don't say me crazy now
This strange love it is no Brigitte and Flavor show
Time for us to make baby now
So stop, why like you a actin' shady, yo
Woman, don't play me now
'Cause I'm not Fred Sanford, not Grady, yo
My lovin' is the way to go, my lovin' is the way to go

[Chorus]
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, gyal, I got the right tactics to turn you on
And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh!

[Verse 4]
When you roll with a player like me
With a brother 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 in your blouse
And you fat in your jeans and i wanna discover
Everything 'bout you, baby girl, can't you hear when me utter?

[Chorus]
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, gyal, I got the right tactics to turn you on
And girl, I wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh, oh!

[Bridge]
Callin' all wild out squadron, come report to duty
Sexy ladies with the beauty come shake that booty! JA girls
Breakout, breakout, break wine
Breakout, breakout (Miami ladies)
Breakout, breakout, break wine
Breakout, breakout (NYC girls)
Breakout, breakout, break wine
Breakout, breakout (L.A. ladies)
Breakout, breakout, breakout
Breakout, breakout, break wine (Yo, yo)

[Outro]
Gal move, what you waitin' for? i wanna see ten ton of phat gyal on the dancefloor
Do your thing cause you know you're secure
Gal just break out cause you hard to the core
Gal move, what you waitin' for? i wanna see ten ton of phat gyal on the dancefloor
Do your thing cause you know you're secure
Gal just break out cause you hard to the core

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