Sophisticated Bitch Lyrics by Public Enemy

Sophisticated Bitch Lyrics

    Ridenhour - shocklee - drayton

    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-
    Phisticated

    So-
    Phisticated

    So-
    Phisticated

    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-
    Phisticated

    So-
    Phisticated

    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-
    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 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-
    Phisticated

    So-
    Phisticated

    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

    Phisticated

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