Temperature

D.J.Ultradance2011年5月1日
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Temperature (温度) - Graham Blvd.

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

To 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

Well woman the way the time cold

I wanna be keepin' you warm

I got the right temperature

To 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!

 

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 fitest out,

Cause I got the remedy

To make you destress 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

To 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!

 

Gal don't say me crazy now,

This Strangelove it a no Bridgette and Flava show

 

Time a make baby now

So stop gwaan like you a act shady yo,

 

Woman don't play me know,

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

To 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!

 

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 out 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

To 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

Well woman the way the time cold

I wanna be keepin' you warm

I got the right temperature

To 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!

 

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