Song | Dy-Na-Mi-Tee |
Artist | Ms. Dynamite |
Album | A Little Deeper (EU Version) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hibbert, Ms. Dynamite, Remi | |
Yo, I'm the 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 breakin' my curfew | |
When my daddy hit the door | |
I gave my mumma the blues | |
Use to spend my time blazin', lazin' 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 blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
Everybody loose control, let my vibe touch your soul | |
I remeber all the house parties that took place | |
Bein' in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base | |
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 and | |
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 Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
Everybody loose 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 playin' class clown, | |
I was just a disruptive fool | |
And the beatin' | |
I got, first time suspended from school | |
Remember Sunday | |
School and after go to granmas 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 Dy-na-mi-tee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee | |
Everybody loose control, let my vibe touch your soul | |
DynamiteDynamite | |
I'm just Ms. | |
Dy-na-mi-tee |
zuo qu : Hibbert, Ms. Dynamite, Remi | |
Yo, I' m the 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 breakin' my curfew | |
When my daddy hit the door | |
I gave my mumma the blues | |
Use to spend my time blazin', lazin' 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. Dynamitee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
I' m Ms. Dynamitee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Everybody loose control, let my vibe touch your soul | |
I remeber all the house parties that took place | |
Bein' in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base | |
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 and | |
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 Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
Ms. Dynamitee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Everybody loose 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 playin' class clown, | |
I was just a disruptive fool | |
And the beatin' | |
I got, first time suspended from school | |
Remember Sunday | |
School and after go to granmas 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 Dynamitee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
Ms. Dynamitee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Everybody loose control, let my vibe touch your soul | |
DynamiteDynamite | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee |
zuò qǔ : Hibbert, Ms. Dynamite, Remi | |
Yo, I' m the 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 breakin' my curfew | |
When my daddy hit the door | |
I gave my mumma the blues | |
Use to spend my time blazin', lazin' 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. Dynamitee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
I' m Ms. Dynamitee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Everybody loose control, let my vibe touch your soul | |
I remeber all the house parties that took place | |
Bein' in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the base | |
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 and | |
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 Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
Ms. Dynamitee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Everybody loose 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 playin' class clown, | |
I was just a disruptive fool | |
And the beatin' | |
I got, first time suspended from school | |
Remember Sunday | |
School and after go to granmas 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 Dynamitee | |
I stay blowin' up your stereo, everybody gotta hear me though | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Hear me bussin' on da radio, now feel my flow, you get me though | |
Ms. Dynamitee | |
See me bouncin' in da video and | |
I come to rock the show | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee | |
Everybody loose control, let my vibe touch your soul | |
DynamiteDynamite | |
I' m just Ms. | |
Dynamitee |