Letra de Temperature

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 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... 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.