| The gal them Schillaci
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| Sean da Paul
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| So me give it to... so me give to... so me give it to to all girls
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| Five million and forty naughty shorty
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| Baby girl, all my girls, all my girls
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| Sean da Paul say
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| Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
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| I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
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| Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on
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| And girl I wanna be the papa, you can be the mom
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| Make I see the gal them bruk out 'pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer
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| From you don't want no man they can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya
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| Can't tan 'pon it long, naw eat no yam, no steam fish, nor no green banana
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| But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna
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| Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
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| I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
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| Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on
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| And girl I wanna be the papa, you can be the mom
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| Bumper exposed and gal you got your chest out but you no wasters 'cause gal you impress out
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| And if you des out a me you fi test out
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| 'Cause I got the remedy to make you de-stress out
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| Me haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out, and girl if you want it you haffi confess out
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| A no lie weh we need set speed a fi test the mattress out
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| Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
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| I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
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| Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on
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| And girl I wanna be the papa, you can be the mom
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| Gal don't say me crazy now,
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| This strange love it a no Bridgette and Flava show
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| Time fi a make baby now
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| So stop gwaan like you a act shady yo
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| Woman don't play me know,
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| 'Cause I no Fred Sanford nor Grady yo
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| My lovin' is the way to go
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| My lovin' is the way to go
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| Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
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| I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
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| Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on
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| And girl I wanna be the papa, you can be the mom
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| When you roll with a player like me, with a bredda like me girl there is no other
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| No need to talk it right here just park it right here keep it undercover
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| From me love how you fit inna you blouse and you fat inna you jeans and mi waan discover
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| Everything bout you baby girl can you hear when me utter
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| Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
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| I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
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| Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on
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| And girl I wanna be the papa, you can be the mom
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| Make I see the gal them bruk out 'pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer
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| From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya
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| Can't tan 'pon it long, naw eat no yam, no steam fish, nor no green banana
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| But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna
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| Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
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| I got the right temperature for shelter you from the storm
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| Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on
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| And girl I wanna be the papa, you can be the mom |