Sophisticated Bitch

[Verse 1]

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 whack

If you hold your hand out, she'll turn her back

Better 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

[Hook]

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[Verse 2]

Peekin' and seekin' inside a book

Her demands for a man with a chemical look

Wishes and desires, getting worse with age

She don't want a man, all she wants is a page

Ain't got a man so she goes to a club

She think 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

[Hook]

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[Verse 3]

Jackets, shoes, everyday ties

The girl only wants one of those guys

Suckers who front like it ain't no thing

Pretend to be friends, don't want that thang

Talk like this, uh don't talk slang

Do anything to get that thang

Tries to be chic and playin' it off

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

Nasty girl, a stone cold freak

Stayin' in the bed a whole goddamn week

Comin' 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

[Hook]

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[Verse 4]

Now she wants a sucker boy with an attache

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 and she thinks you're wild

She 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 the cat

With somethin' in his bag keepin' her attached

The man 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, turnin' up her nose

Lack a lack a lack, cold beamin' her up

She still got the nerve to turn her funky nose up

Her status looks at us from down below

Now the bitch is in trouble

'Cause she was

[Hook]

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[Verse 5]

Little is known about her past

So listen to me 'cause I know her ass

Used to steal money out her boyfriend's clothes

And never got caught, so the story goes

She kept doin' that to all her men

Found the wrong man when she did it again

And still to this day people wonder why

Did he beat the bitch down til she almost died?

[Outro]

...Phisticated