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sean paul - temperature (video version) lyrics

[intro]
the gyal dem schillaci, sean paul
so me give it to, so me give it to, so me give it to, to all girls
five million and forty naughty shorty
baby girl, all my girls, all my girls, sean paul say

[verse 1]
make i see di gyal dem breakout ‘pon di floor
from you don’t want no worthless performer (oh, oh)
from you don’t want no man weh can’t turn you on
gyal, make i see your hand dem up on ya (oh, oh)
can’t tan ‘pon it long, nah eat no yam
no steam fish, nor no green banana (oh, oh)
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, 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 2]
bumper exposed and gyal, ya got your chest out
but you no wasters ’cause, gyal, ya impress out (oh, oh)
and if ya diss out a me, ya fi test out
’cause i got the remedy fi make ya de+stress out (oh, oh)
me haffi flaunt it, become a god bless out
and girl, if you want it, you haffi confess out (oh, oh)
i no lie, weh we need, set speed, haffi test the mattress out

[verse 3]
gyal, don’t say me crazy now
this strange love it a no brigitte and flavor show (oh, oh)
time fi we make baby now
so stop, gwaan like you a actin’ shady, yo (oh, oh)
woman, don’t play me now
’cause i no fred sanford, not grady, yo (oh, oh)
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 bredda like me, gyal, there is no other (oh, oh)
no need to talk it right here
just park it right here, keep it undercover (oh, oh)
from me love how you fit inna your blouse
and you fat inna your jeans and mi wann’ discover (oh, oh)
everything ’bout you, baby girl, can’t you hear when me utter?

[bridge]
callin’ all wild out squadron, come report to duty
s+xy ladies with the beauty come shake dat booty! ja girls
breakout, breakout, bruk wine
breakout, breakout (miami ladies)
breakout, breakout, bruk wine
breakout, breakout (nyc girls)
breakout, breakout, bruk wine
breakout, breakout (la ladies)
breakout, breakout, breakout
breakout, breakout, bruk wine (yo, yo)
[verse 5]
pass mi di nitro, mek mi get hype, yo
gyal, de ya nuff, gimme one fi di night, yo
dj, keep the mix dem tight, yo
hennessy and red bull mek mi get psycho
dirty dancin’ cah we no polite, yo
feel it a bounce on mi left and mi right, yo
mek di girls get high like a kite, yo
one thing mi waan you do right now

[verse 6]
gyal move, what you waitin’ for?
waan fi see ten ton of phat gyal ‘pon the dancefloor
do your thing cah yuh know you’re secure
gyal just bruk out cah you hard to the core
yo, move, what you waitin’ for?
waan fi see ten ton of phat gyal ‘pon the dancefloor
do your thing cah yuh know you’re secure
gyal just bruk out cah you hard to the core, yo!

[outro]
breakout, breakout

- sean paul lyrics

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