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Olivia Dean

Dy-Na-Mi-Tee

 

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
Hanging out all night and 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 fifteen, didn't wanna 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, yo
I'm just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
Hear me bussing on the radio
Feel my flow, you get me though
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
See me bouncing 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
Being in my bed upstairs and we could still feel the bass
And my cousins and my brothers, we'd sit up all night
Listening to my family vibing 'til 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 Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
I stay blowing up your stereo
Everybody gotta hear me, yo
I'm just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
Hear me bussing on the radio
Feel my flow, you get me though
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
See me bouncing 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 thirteen, I thought that 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 a disruptive fool
And the beating 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

To grow, dy-na-mi-tee
I stay blowing up your stereo
Everybody gotta hear me, yo
I'm just Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee, mmm
Hear me bussing on the radio
Feel my flow, you get me though
I'm Ms. Dy-na-mi-tee
See me bouncing 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

Dy-na
D-Dy-namite
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