Temperature (Live)

[Intro]

Yaga, yo

This one is dedicated to the nights

Bad riddims and forty shorties

That's the way to know, Dutty Rock

This is my second single for The Trinity

And so they've got a temperature

You heard, you hear me? Yo

[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 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 dеm up on ya (Oh-oh)

Can't tan 'pon it long, nah eat no yam

No steam fish, no green banana (Oh-oh)

But down in Jamaica

We givе it to you hot like a sauna

[Chorus]

Well, woman, the way the time cold, wanna be keepin' you warm

I got the right temperature, 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, ayo

[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)

I no lie, weh we need, set speed

Haffi test the mattress out

Woman, yo, Sean da Paul, yeah, yuh done know seh

Yute God bless out

[Chorus]

Well, woman, the way the time cold, 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]

Crazy now

This strange love it a no Brigitte and Flavor show (Oh-oh)

Time fi we get baby now

So stop, gwaan like you actin' crazy, 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

Ayy, ayo, you know

[Chorus]

Well, the way the time cold, wanna be keepin' you warm

I got the right temperature, 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

No need to talk it right here

Just park it right here, keep it undercover

Cah me love how you fit inna your blouse

Fat inna your jeans and mi wan' discover

Everything 'bout you, baby girl

Can you hear when me utter? (Yo)

[Chorus]

Woman, the way the time cold, 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, alright, how yah seh? (Everybody)

[Outro]

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Yaga, yo

Dutty, yeah