Hijabi by Mona Hayder

What that hair look like

Bet that hair look nice

Don’t that make you sweat?

Don’t that feel too tight?

Yo what yo hair look like

Bet yo hair look nice

How long your hair is

You need to get yo life

You only see Oriental

You steady working that dental

You poppin' off at the lip

And run ya mouth like a treadmill

Not your exotic vacation

I’m bored with your fascination

I need that PayPal, PayPal, PayPal

If you want education

All around the world

Love women every shading

Be so liberated

All around the world

Love women every shading

Power run deep

So even if you hate it

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Me and my hijabi ladies

We was born in the eighties

So pretty like the Euphrates

And party like some Kuwaitis

Deeper than some diplomas

Current like some hot yoga

Takin' back the misnomers and

Teleportin' through trauma

Teleportin' through trauma

Teleportin' through trauma

I been stackin' my karma

Nefertiti, no drama

Make a feminist planet

Women haters get banished

Covered up or not don’t

ever take us for granted

All around the world

Love women every shading

Be so liberated

All around the world

Love women every shading

Power run deep

So even if you hate it

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

You’re just jealous of my sisters

These Mipsters, these hippies

These prissies, these Sufis

These dreddies, these Sunnis

These Shii’s, Yemenis

Somalis, Libnanis, Pakistanis

These Soories, Sudanis

Iraqis, Punjabies

Afghanis, Yazeedis

Khaleejis, Indonesians

Egyptians, Canadians

Algerians, Nigerians

Americans, Libyans

Tunisians, Palestinians

Hidden beyond the Mekong in Laos

Senegalese, and Burkina Faso

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

I still wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap my hijab

Wrap, wrap my hijab

Keep swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

Swaggin' my hijabis

Swag-swaggin' my hijabis

WOW,,, I CANT REMEMBER HOW IT CAME TO BE ON MY SONG LIST... BUT WOW...

Nothing Matters When We're Dancing by The Magnetic Fields

 Dance with me, my old friend

Once before we go
Let's pretend this song won't end
And we never have to go home
And we'll dance among the chandeliers

And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters, you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing

You've never been more beautiful
Your eyes like two full moons
As here in this poor old dance hall
Among the dreadful tunes
The awful songs we don't even hear

And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters, you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing

And nothing matters when we're dancing
In tat or tatters you're entrancing
Be we in Paris or in Lansing
Nothing matters when we're dancing

Nothing matters when we're dancing

WELL... DANCE ME TO THE END OF TIME BRO.