Intro (Mr. Record Label)

Nah nah, Jr. I swear to God, this kid

There is just something about this kid he is so

I swear to God they ain't ready, they ain't ready

Nah nah, have i ever lied to you Jr, have i ever lied to You

1st Verse ($ir Jeremias)

So i tell a bitch, sit on a real nigga Lap

I know you want some of that

Niggas talking about, real Nigga this Real nigga That

Whatxu kno about that Whatxu know about...

Wake up in the morning, put a dick in a bitch mouth while she's yawning

She work at night so she practice in the morning

She eat that dick that’s the breakfast every morning

So I'm off to the money, Capitals and Commas

Business doing good so the Capital is On us

Black Mozambican making Money in the Kingdom

How the fuck he did it, when he talkin in Ebonix

And the pants sagging and the chest's full of Chronic

No Mozambican out here makin money

No Mozambican ever did it like he done it, cuz i do it like a Jewish

So the Money keep comin, ah

And the Broads keep coming Naw

Seriously literally the broads keep comin

Mozambican Hugh Heff, Playboy

Black Play Toys, Blondies and Brunets

Chorus ( $ir Jeremias)

AFRICA YOU AINT READY FOR THIS (8x)

For a Young motha-fucka like me

2nd Verse ($ir Jeremias)

Truth be told, the groupies fold

Cuz they ain't seen it like this before

Mozambican flow The Groovy Flow

Shinning like Diamonds Rubies

Tho I ask a nigga "is the Dubbie Rolled?"

You betta get High before the Movie Show

Mozambican Niggas thats the movie Yo!

And we trippy mayne like Juicy Tho

Outro (Mr. Record Label)

Pimpin Pimpin Pimpin (3x)

AFRICA YOU AINT READY FOR THIS