ARAB lyric

I don’t know what you heard about me,

But I got those two sandals on my feet

I drive a Benz Mercedes

Cause I’m a Middle Eastern A.R.A.B

I don’t know what you heard about me,

The ladies all call me habib

I drive a beamer or Mercedes

Because I’m a Middle Eastern A.R.A.B

See the ladie in the club she’s an arab beauty

 She got the thing for gibby and bolaka bouly

I see her on the dance floor she shakin’ her booty

I try to talk to her but she be acting all majnoony

I talk a little bit because I don’t want to dance alone

I say hey give the number to your telephone

About to go to our house to drink mango juice in the fancy room we never use.

She like my nose,

She like my clothes,

She like the way I talk,

She is from Takrity

and she likes me cause I’m from Iraq

I don’t be the Arab with gun trying to be dead

I be the Arab with the hummus and the pita bread

Take two and I’m all up at the therapist

Apparently people think I am a terrorist

Come hang with me and you’ll see that I’m not that tough

We will drink coffee out of little cups.