The gyal 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, gyal 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 gyal dem 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 gyal 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 for 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 Bumper exposed and gyal you got your chest out but you no wasters 'cause gyal you impress out And if you des out a me you fi test out, 'cause I got the remedy to make you de-stress 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 for 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 Gyal don't say me crazy now, this strange love it a no Bridgette and Flava show Time fi 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 for 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 When you roll with a player like me, with a broda 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 for 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 Make I see the gyal dem 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 gyal 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 for 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 Oh oh Oh oh Oh oh