A work of engineering is what describes an African woman
Long before the sun wakes, she is preparing the children for school
She runs a bath for the lazy lad who ruins her figure
With the baby on her back, and the sun painting her black
She cleans, cooks and helps the children with school work
African woman, a bride without blinding pride
African woman, she plays at school
Advertise to rotting oldies, her figure
In exchange for temporary pleasure, her future is black
She has long nails, lazy to work
She is deficient of morals, filled with pride
Oh! What a waste of a woman
She walks the stage showcasing her African figure
There is no doubt the most beautiful woman is black
She does her modelling after work
She is multi-talented, the source of my pride
African beauty, my dear African woman
She is educated, but has not necessarily gone to school
Red is her hair, which once was a lovely black
She gives her parents and pastor a lot of work
Oh woman! You shame the African pride
It shames me to call her a woman
Marijuana is her dessert at school
Is the right path so hard to figure?
Even after the sun has died, she is still engulfed by work
She is like the females in a lion pride
A diamond, a pearl, precious woman
She knows the importance of school
She is a mother figure
She is the shining angel when all is black
I will not date her, for I have a lot of pride
Even if there was serious famine, she is too cheap a woman
I will not share all this, after I persevered through school
Look at her, dry and pale, what happened to that figure?
Her glamorous world turned black
Now she shall suffer, all the dues of her work
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