Mine
Princess Nokia Lyrics


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Um, is that a, that a wig?
I'm, I'm confused, is that a weave?
Is that your real hair?
(Can I touch it?) No, you can't touch my fucking hair
You ain't got no manners, oh my God

It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it

I like the Dominicans who rock they weaves innocent
Shout out the Boricua girls who rock yaki ponytails
Big up to my Africans who braid, many hours spent
They own they own businesses and work while they care for kids
You know I love auntie girls with Sunday best bonnet curls
And love to my Asian chicks who make hair go straight as shit
I love how West Indies do, it's gossip with hair and food
I love how West Indies do, it's gossip with hair and food

Bundles, bundles, bundles
Hit that plug up for the bundles
Beauty shop supply cashier ringing up them numbers
Rock my many styles then go natural for the summer
Hair blowing in the Hummer
Flip the weave, I am a stunner

Bundles, bundles, bundles
Hit that plug up for the bundles
Beauty shop supply cashier ringing up them numbers
Rock my many styles then go natural for the summer
Hair blowing in the Hummer
Flip the weave, I am a stunner

It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it
It's mine, I bought it

Look how I stunt
Look how I stunt
Look how I stunt, look how I stunt
In my lace front
10's to the floor
10's through the door
10's to your face
5, you a bore
Pick up the pace
Spit in your face
Dawson, your creek
Joey to Pace
Glue in my weave, Ms. Destiny
Little Banji, bruise on my knee
Dip on the dip
Making a trip
Wanna talk slick?
I blow them a kiss
Glue in my weave, Ms. Destiny
Little Banji, bruise on my knee

Bundles, bundles, bundles
Hit that plug up for the bundles
Beauty shop supply cashier ringing up them numbers
Rock my many styles then go natural for the summer
Hair blowing in the Hummer
Flip the weave, I am a stunner

Bundles, bundles, bundles
Hit that plug up for the bundles
Beauty shop supply cashier ringing up them numbers
Rock my many styles then go natural for the summer
Hair blowing in the Hummer
Flip the weave, I am a stunner

Please do not ask me or any Black or Brown women
If our hair is real or not
If it's a wig, a weave, extensions, braids
Don't fucking ask
It's very rude, it's extremely personal
To be put on the spot like that
How we choose to wear our hair is our personal choice, ok?




We bought it, it's ours
So have some manners and keep your curiosity to yourself

Overall Meaning

In Princess Nokia's song Mine, the artist speaks on the ownership and personal choice of how Black and Brown women choose to wear their hair. The opening of the song understands the discomfort many women feel when others ask if their hair is real or not, with Princess Nokia making it clear that it is not up for debate. The chorus reiterates that the hair is hers, and she has bought it, making it clear that there is no reason for anyone to treat her disrespectfully or like her hair is up for discussion.


She then goes on to celebrate the various types of hairstyles and techniques that women of color utilize to express themselves, from the simple ponytail to intricate braids. She shouts out different cultural groups and how they style their hair, emphasizing the importance of representation and inclusivity. The song speaks to the autonomy and agency that Black and Brown women must have over their bodies and their choices of how to style them, as it is often tied up in cultural, historical, and personal identity that is not up for debate.


Overall, the song addresses a cultural phenomenon and a fraught history of Black and Brown women's hair and its relationship to identity, beauty standards, and ownership. Princess Nokia advocates for personal choice and respect for those choices, celebrating the diversity of hairstyles and techniques that women use to showcase their beauty.


Line by Line Meaning

Um, is that a wig?
Are you wearing a wig?


I'm confused, is that a weave?
Can you clarify if you've got a weave?


Is that your real hair?
Is that your actual hair?


No, you can't touch my fuckin hair!
Please don't touch my hair.


You ain't got no manners!
You're being impolite.


Oh my God!
I can't believe you would ask that.


It's mine, I bought it
I own it because I paid for it.


I like the Dominicans who rock they weaves innocent
I admire the Dominicans who wear their weaves naturally.


Shout out the Boricua girls who rock yaki ponytails
I want to acknowledge the Boricua girls who rock yaki ponytails.


Big up to my Africans who braid, many hours spent
I have respect for the Africans who spend hours braiding their hair.


They own they own businesses and work while they care for kids
They are running their own businesses whilst also juggling childcare responsibilities.


You know I love auntie girls with Sunday best bonnet curls
I love seeing older women with bonnets on their hair for church.


And love to my Asian chicks who make hair go straight as shit
I appreciate the Asian girls who have hair that goes perfectly straight.


I love how West Indies do, it's gossip with hair and food
I'm fond of how the West Indian community gets together and has conversations about food and each other's hair.


"10's to the floor 10's through the door 10's to your face 5, you a bore "
I am a ten and you're boring.


Pick up the pace Spit in your face Dawson, your creek Joey to pace
You need to adjust your attitude or there will be consequences.


Glue in my weave, Ms. Destiny Lil Banji bruise on my knee
I have glue in my weave and a small bruise from playing outside.


Dip on the dip Making a trip Wanna talk slick I blow them a kiss
I'm walking away from the negativity, blowing a kiss as I go.


"Please do not ask me or any Black or Brown women if our hair is real or not If it's a wig, a weave, extensions, braids, don't fuckin ask It's very rude, it's extremely personal to be put on the spot like that How we choose to wear our hair is our personal choice, ok? We bought it, it's ours, so have some manners and keep your curiosity to yourself"
Don't ask Black or Brown women about their hair, it's intrusive and disrespectful. How we choose to wear our hair is up to us, so keep your curiosity to yourself.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Destiny Nicole Ortiz, Samuel Burgess

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