“Dy-na-mi-tee” The complete lyrics

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MS. DYNAMITE “Dy-na-mi-tee” #

And be

And I come to rock the show

And I come to rock the show

And I come to rock the show

And my cousins and my brothers we’d sit up all night

And now I’m making beats for the streets.

And the beating I got first time suspended from school.

Anytime I caught his eye, I thought that I’d just die

At 13 I thought I was in love with this guy.

Being in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base

But love was enough to succeed to grow

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

But the more that I learned I found a guiding light

Everybody gotta hear me though

Everybody gotta hear me though

Everybody gotta hear me though

Everybody lose control

Everybody lose control

Everybody lose control

Had to get my act together – couldn’t take the heat

Hanging out all night breaking my curfew.

Hear me bussing on the radio

Hear me bussing on the radio

Hear me bussing on the radio

I just wanted to learn I never been so content

I remember all the house parties that took place

I stay blowing up your stereo

I stay blowing up your stereo

I stay blowing up your stereo

I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

Let my vibe touch your soul

Let my vibe touch your soul

Let my vibe touch your soul

Listening to my family vibing ’till the morning light

Macaroni, rice and peas, chicken and pineapple punch

Never had so much my mum brother sister and me

Now feel my flow you get me though

Now feel my flow you get me though

Now feel my flow you get me though

Remember my first years of school I was so innocent

Remember playing class clown; I was just a disruptive fool

Remember Sunday School and after go to grandma’s for lunch

See me bouncing in the video

See me bouncing in the video

See me bouncing in the video

That showed me the need to fight

Thought I was grown, left home at 15; didn’t want to obey.

Used to spend my time blazing lazing days away.

Went through all the things a teenage girl goes through,

When my daddy hit the door, I gave my mumma the blues.

Yo, I’m the same little girl that grew up next door to you,

MS. DYNAMITE “Dy-na-mi-tee”

Yo, I’m the same little girl that grew up next door to you, Went through all the things a teenage girl goes through, Hanging out all night breaking my curfew. When my daddy hit the door, I gave my mumma the blues. Used to spend my time blazing lazing days away. Thought I was grown, left home at 15; didn’t want to obey. Had to get my act together – couldn’t take the heat And now I’m making beats for the streets.

I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee I stay blowing up your stereo Everybody gotta hear me though I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee Hear me bussing on the radio Now feel my flow you get me though I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee See me bouncing in da video And I come to rock the show I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee Everybody lose control Let my vibe touch your soul I remember all the house parties that took place Being in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base And my cousins and my brothers we’d sit up all night Listening to my family vibing ’till the morning light Remember my first years of school I was so innocent I just wanted to learn I never been so content But the more that I learned I found a guiding light That showed me the need to fight And be I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee I stay blowing up your stereo Everybody gotta hear me though I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee Hear me bussing on the radio Now feel my flow you get me though I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee See me bouncing in da video And I come to rock the show I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee Everybody lose control Let my vibe touch your soul

At 13 I thought I was in love with this guy. Anytime I caught his eye, I thought that I’d just die Remember playing class clown; I was just a disruptive fool And the beating I got first time suspended from school.

Remember Sunday School and after go to grandma’s for lunch Macaroni, rice and peas, chicken and pineapple punch Never had so much my mum brother sister and me But love was enough to succeed to grow I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee I stay blowing up your stereo Everybody gotta hear me though I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee Hear me bussing on the radio Now feel my flow you get me though I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee See me bouncing in da video And I come to rock the show I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee Everybody lose control Let my vibe touch your soul

I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee

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