Sophisticated Bitch

That woman in the corner, cold playin' the role Leave her ass in the corner 'til her feet get cold Knowin' for a fact, that girl is whacked 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 So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) 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 So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) Jackets, shoes, everyday ties The girl only wants one of those guys Suckers who front it 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 play 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 So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) 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 So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) So-(phisticated) Little is known about her past So listen to me 'cause I know her ass Used to steal money out her boyfriend's clothes 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? Phisticated