Temperature Lyrics.The Favourite Old English Hip Hop Dance Song Sung by Sean Paul.The Music Given by Rohan “Snowcone” Fuller.Temperature Lyrics Song Written by Sean Paul Henriques Adrian “IZES” Marshall Rohan Fuller
Temperature Lyrics – Sean Paul Lyrics
| Singer | Sean Paul |
| Music | Rohan “Snowcone” Fuller |
| Song Writer | Sean Paul Henriques Adrian “IZES” Marshall Rohan Fuller |
The gal them 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 say
Well woman the way the time cold
I wanna be keepin’ you warm
I got the right temperature for
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
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 they
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 for
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
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 for
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
Gal don’t say me crazy now,
This strange love 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 know,
‘Cause I 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 for
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
When you roll with a player like me
with a bredda like me girl 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 for
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
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 for
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
