Tempo

Gal said me never did a warn ya

Oh Lord, me tell ya

Whoa, oh

Now trouble take you Lord a God

Pickney shut it, a go fit you, yeah

Now trouble take you Lord a God

Pickney shut it, a go fit you, whoa

I just love how the champion sound

Keep playing keep playing

Hotter reggae matical style dem a flash

'Til a morning, 'til a morning

A with a little of this, a little of that

Listen mi voice through the tweeter box

Sound sweeter with an echo chamber

And don't you know we are the danger

Tempo, my God, dis ya sound in a tempo, whoa

Fever, my God that deh sound inna fever, whoa

I just love how the dancehall girls

Keep dancing inna timing

Hotter reggae matical style dem a flash

Pon di riddim, pon di riddim

A with a little of this, a little of that

Girls dem bubble like a soup inna pot

Some like it cold, some like it hot

Boil like a soup inna pot

Tempo, my God, dis ya sound in a tempo, whoa

Fever, my God that deh sound inna fever

I just love how the champion sound

Keep playing, keep playing

Hotter reggae matical style dem a flash

'Til a morning, 'til a morning

We nuh romp, we nuh joke, cut boy throat

Skin and we nuh rump, get ignorant

Think a lie soundboy come try

A idiot sound, we call that lo-fi

Tempo, my God, dis ya sound in a tempo, whoa

Fever, my God that deh sound inna fever, yeah

I just love how the champion sound

Keep playing, keep playing

Hotter reggae matical style dem a flash

'Til a morning, 'til a morning

A with a little of this, a little of that

Listen mi voice through the tweeter box

Sound sweeter with an echo chamber

And don't you know we are the danger

Tempo, my God, dis ya sound in a tempo, whoa

Tempo, my God, dis ya sound in a tempo, whoa

Fever, my God that deh sound inna fever, whoa