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Sophisticated Bitch

That woman in the corner, cold playin' the role

Leave her ass in the corner till her feet get cold

Knowin' for a fact that girl is whacked

If you hold your hand out she'll turn her backBetter walk, don't talk, she's all pretend

Can't be her friend unless you spend

Wall to wall after all

Get ready to throw only money at the bitch'Cause she thinks she's sophisticated

Sophisticated, sophisticated, sophisticatedPeekin' an' seekin' inside a book

Her demands for a man with a chemical look

Wishes an' desires, gettin' worse with age

She doesn't want a man, all she wants is a payAin't got a man so she goes to a club

She thinks it's classy but it's really a pub

But that's the kind of place where she likes to go

The bitch got a problem'Cause she thinks she's sophisticated

Sophisticated, sophisticated, sophisticatedJackets, shoes, everyday ties

The girl only wants one of those guys

Suckers who front it like it ain't no thang

Pretend to be friends and don't want that thangTalk like this, don't talk slang, do anything to get that thang

Tries to be chic and playin' it off

Peekin' through the window, saw her take her clothes off

Nasty girl, a stone cold freak

Stayin' in the bed a whole goddamn weekComin' and leavin', guys servin' up storms

From execs with checks, boys from the dorms

Never kept a name, never seen a face

She could pass 'em in the street like it never took place

I know she's a ho so I'ma go, expose the funky bitch'Cause she thinks she's sophisticated

Sophisticated, sophisticated, sophisticatedNow, she wants a sucker boy with an attach

And if you ain't got it, she'll turn you away

You can smile with style as you profile

'Cause you got a gold tooth an' she thinks you're wildShe don't want a brother that's true and black

If you're light, you're alright, better you stay back

'Cause the sucker with the bag is out to catch

With something in his bag keepin' her attachedThe man's got a plan, it's IBM

The Devil at her level, yes it is him

His Audi she rides, his gold and clothes

The ill base method, turning up her noseA lack, a lack, a lack, cold beaming her up

She's still got the nerve to turn her fuckin' nose up

Her status looks at us from down below

Now, the bitch is in trouble'Cause she thinks she's sophisticated

Sophisticated, sophisticated, sophisticatedLittle is known about her past

So listen to me 'cause I know her ass

Used to steal money out her boyfriends clothes

Never got caught so the story goesShe kept doin' that to all her men

Found the wrong man when she did it again

And still to this day people wonder why

He didn't beat the bitch down till she almost diedSophisticated

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