The summer sun has come to stay Bikinis, tans, outrageous legs
They're all retarded and they all look the same
And Barbie's body's melting down
On her face a big fat frown
Because "Mr. Cellulite" just moved into town
Well me and B, we hate supermodels
It's not that we know anyone personally
It's just that I'm tired of being compared
The boys they come here
With expectations for the summer
And I refuse to take any part of this barbaric ritual
Because God has given me a mind
That I will use from time to time
And I got more on my head that what's made by Paul Mitchell
Well me and B, we hate supermodels
It's not that we know anyone personally
It's just that I'm tired of being compared
Was it worth the tears you cried to fit the size?
Think it over once or twice
What lasts the longest in this life
Character or rock hard thighs
And in the end do you believe that
beauty lies in what you see
Because if you do then baby
You've been deceived
Oh My God!!! This song is soooo true... I especially feel the last paragraph it's amazing...
I mean I go to the beach, I love the crystal clear ocean, I love the wind that breezes on my face but everywhere i look there are ridiculously naked women who just think they look great showing it off like that.
Well, hey!!! Just because I'm a muslim in hijab doesnt mean I cant enjoy the beach too, but I do so with my integrity and character intact, it's not wounded and cut with men's eyes literally putting a hole through my body. Thanks Allah for making me the way I am... I DONT want to be like them
I have cried the tears before not because Im fat, but because humans are soo greedy they want MORE of everything we are never satisfied with what he have and just say "It could have been worse". So why not be satisfied right now???
That said: I just feel that "little means more" (little that is soo good for us is better than lots and lots that we jus cant feel what we have anymore)
"Elhamdulilah, Thanks God, for every little and big thing we are blessed with everyday"
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