Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dy-Na-Mi-Tee, artist - Ms. Dynamite. Album song A Little Deeper, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
Dy-Na-Mi-Tee |
| Yo, I’m that same little girl that grew up next door to you |
| Went through all the things a teenage girl goes through |
| Hangin' out all night and breaking my curfew |
| When my daddy hit the door, I gave my mumma the blues |
| Used to spend my time blazin', lazin' days away |
| Thought I was grown, left home at 15, didn’t wanna obey |
| Had to get my act together, couldn’t take the heat |
| And now I’m makin' beats for the streets |
| I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| I stay blowin' up your stereo |
| Everybody gotta hear me, yo |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| Hear me bussin' on the radio |
| Now feel my flow, you get me though |
| I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| See me bouncin' in the video |
| And I come to rock the show |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| Everybody lose control |
| Let my vibe touch your soul |
| I remember all the house parties that took place |
| Bein' in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the bass |
| And my cousins and my brothers, we’d sit up all night |
| Listenin' to my family vibin' till the mornin' 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 guidin' light |
| That showed me the need to fight |
| And be |
| I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| I stay blowin' up your stereo |
| Everybody gotta hear me, yo |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| Hear me bussin' on the radio |
| Now feel my flow, you get me though |
| I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| See me bouncin' in the video |
| And I come to rock the show |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| Everybody lose control |
| Let my vibe touch your soul |
| At 13 I thought that I was in love with this guy |
| Anytime I caught his eye, I thought that I’d just die |
| Remember playin' class clown, I was a disruptive fool |
| And the beatin' that I got first time suspended from school |
| Remember Sunday School and after go to Gramma’s for lunch |
| Macaroni, rice and peas, chicken and pineapple punch |
| Never had much, my mum, brother, sister and me |
| But love was enough to succeed |
| To grow |
| I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| I stay blowin' up your stereo |
| Everybody gotta hear me, yo |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| Hear me bussin' on the radio |
| Now feel my flow, you get me though |
| I’m Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| See me bouncin' in the video |
| And I come to rock the show |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee |
| Everybody lose control |
| Let my vibe touch your soul |
| I’m just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee! |