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too hort - 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 f-cks 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’ s-xy 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 -ss job
you never act wild in the hood in your car
you so cl-ssy… so flashy
i ain’t trippin’ girl, you could be nasty
got me a cute -ss prosecuter
too smart to let a n-gg- prost-tute her
before we f-cked, she liked to read my rights
and afterwards give a n-gg- 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 f-cks 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 “b-tch” 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 f-ck up and be nothin’
fine broke -ss b-tch walkin’ round sufferin’
actin’ like her sh-t 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 n-gg-z
cause if you catch me and you’re tryin’ to impress me
ain’t nothin’ more s-xy 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 f-cks 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 f-ck 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 -ss fits, diamonds and whips
you’re d-mn near leavin’ me and i’m in the six
you just like your car, s-xy and fast
i’ll put the pedal to the metal, i’ma catch yo’ -ss

[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 f-cks with you, ooooooh

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