Public Enemy

Public Enemy - Sophisticated Bitch lyrics

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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 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-

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So-

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Peekin' 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 pay

Ain'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 so-

phisticated



So-

phisticated



So-

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Jackets, 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 thang

Talk 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 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'm a go

Expose the funky bitch



Cause she thinks she's so-

phisticated



So-

phisticated



So-

phisticated



So-

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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 an' 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 to catch

With something in his bag keepin' her attached

The 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 nose

A 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 was so-

phisticated



So-

phisticated



So-

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Little 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 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

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



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Language: English

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