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Too Short - Sophisticated lyrics
[Chorus:] Sophisticated, educated That's what I get from you That's what I see in you... You spoke the latest, fly young lady Do what you wanna do That's why I fucks with you, ooooooh [Too $hort:] You still a freak, but you ain't out swingin' on poles Choosin' on pimps, and bringin' 'em hoes It's the same everyday, little dress and a thong You just doin' yo' thang bein' sexy and grown Sucker found out, he only wanna be friends He can't deal with you, you make more money than him I see you baby, droppin' that top in the Benz Wasn't bought from the money that you got from him It's those two degrees and that good ass job You never act wild in the hood in your car You so classy... so flashy I ain't trippin' girl, you could be nasty Got me a cute ass prosecuter Too smart to let a nigga prostitute her Before we fucked, she liked to read my rights And afterwards give a nigga legal advice She' so - [Chorus:] Sophisticated, educated That's what I get from you That's what I see in you... You spoke the latest, fly young lady Do what you wanna do That's why I fucks with you, ooooooh [Too $hort:] Y'all thought Too $hort was just all about pimpin' Foul-mouth mack that talk bad about women I guess - you ain't really pay attention You heard "bitch" and cut it all, you ain't even listen All I said was if the shoe fits wear it And if it don't apply act like you didn't hear it I know all about you went to school and did good Made somethin' of yourself and you're straight from the hood You came too far to fuck up and be nothin' Fine broke ass bitch walkin' round sufferin' Actin' like her shit don't stank Ask her what she's doin' and her mind goes blank Gotta stay on the grind, make your own figures You wastin' time, waitin' on them niggaz Cause if you catch me and you're tryin' to impress me Ain't nothin' more sexy than a - [Chorus:] Sophisticated, educated That's what I get from you That's what I see in you... You spoke the latest, fly young lady Do what you wanna do That's why I fucks with you, ooooooh [Too $hort:] Call me after work I see the little cuties, I don't have to flirt You never have to question all the stuff I do Cause they don't look, cook, or fuck like you You's a real one, don't fight the feelin' Let's do it all night, up by the ceilin' I just want some lovin', I don't wanna fight You don't want a husband, I don't want a wife I spend nights at yo' house, you can stay at mine Wake up and go home when it's daytime You ain't all up under me, a pimp always know With your Benz and your penthouse condo And your fly ass fits, diamonds and whips You're damn near leavin' me and I'm in the six You just like your car, sexy and fast I'll put the pedal to the metal, I'ma catch yo' ass [Chorus:] Sophisticated, educated That's what I get from you That's what I see in you... You spoke the latest, fly young lady Do what you wanna do That's why I fucks with you, ooooooh. |
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