[Intro]

So I called up my darling to meet me

(*Beep* So I heard you back in town for the weekend)

Yeah, and I wanna come around for the treatment

Never tease me

Lemme give it to you greasy

[Verse 1: Jackson Breit]

How you like that?

Know you like that

With a little bit of lime and the fight back

When the timing is right we gon' light this mat on fire, fire, fire

[Chorus]

She dynamite (she's dynamite)

She mighty freaky (mighty freaky)

Got appetite (ooh, she does)

I'm a give her the flavor, she craving that

Dynamite (she's dynamite)

She mighty freaky (mighty freaky)

Got appetite (ooh)

In the party, savor her flavor

Dynamite

*Beep*

[Intermission]

(So I heard you back in town for the weekend)

(Tow- town for the weekend)

(W- w- w- w- town for the- for the weekend)

(---Town for the weekend)

(So I heard you back in town for the- town for the)

[Verse 2]

All of my mita closer to me now

It's down

A moment or three count down

Couldn't wait a child's talk

I know you walk the walk

But is you wild or not

'Cause I'm about that, yeah

I'm about that

Send a pen to the phone, where your house at

Get the coochie ready for the pat-down

Got that fire, fire, fire

[Chorus]

She dynamite (she's dynamite)

She mighty freaky (mighty freaky)

Got appetite (ooh, she does)

I'm a give her the flavor, she craving that

Dynamite (she's dynamite)

She mighty freaky (mighty freaky)

Got appetite (ooh)

In the party, savor her flavor

Dynamite

[Intermission]

(So I heard you back in town for the weekend)

(Tow- town for the weekend)

(W- w- w- w- town for the- for the weekend)

(---Town for the weekend)

(So I heard you back in town for the- town for the weekend)

(Tow- town for the weekend)

(Tow- w- w- w- town for the wee- for the weekend)

(Tow- town for the weekend)

(W- w- w- w-)

[Refrain]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Send it on, send it on, send it on, yeah

Send it on, yeah yeah

[Verse 3]

Send the pimp to the floor where your house at

Where your house at

Where your house at

Get the coochie, baby, for the pat-down

Got that fire, yeah

[Chorus]

She dynamite

Mmm, oh oh

Got appetite (ooh, she does)

I'm a give her the flavor, she craving that

Dynamite (she's dynamite)

She mighty freaky (mighty freaky)

Got appetite (ooh, she does)

I'm a give her the flavor, she craving that

Dynamite (she's dynamite)

She mighty freaky (mighty freaky)

Got appetite (ooh, in the party to savor her flavor)

Dynamite

[Outro]

*Beep*

But y'all gonna not blow

'Cause there are rules... bad rules