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Rick Ross Lyrics So Sophisticated Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross]
This shit is highly sophisticated I just make it look easy nigga
Follow me

[Rick Ross - Verse 1]
Im so sophisticated
To get a verse from me you gotta be initiated
To get a purse from me she gotta be sophisticated
Purchase a whip from me and never miss a single payment
Im from the city where the Muslims even Christians hate it
Even the black folk hate to see another nigga made it
Tell all them pussies to chill champagne refrigerated
Just bought a chopper cause the last one got it confiscated
Counting a hundred mill so many times I contemplated
You wanna be the hottest but that shit get complicated
I pull your card I know youre pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe youll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off the compilation
I just hit a lick Im telling you this shit amazing
Got a white bitch she f*cking me just like she Jamaican
Sippin purple and that muthaf*cker concentrated
This for my niggas in them prisons overpopulated

[Hook: Rick Ross]
This the mob so you gotta get initiated
If you a mob then you gotta make an issue payment
We going hard run it back just like its Walter Payton
The games sweet gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh)
We so sophisticated (Ugh)
Shit so sophisticated (Woop)
Hundred millionaires guess you made it (Ugh)

[Rick Ross - Verse 2]
Im so sophisticated
Smoking weed busting open dolla liquor later
I bust her open then I tell her Ima lick her later
Pull out the stick and spray that bitch just like its activator
Time to lay down these niggas who still be masquerading
We know you pussies so you got my niggas masturbating
Round of applause cause them choppers be so captivating
So sophisticated cause them hits be calculated
Put yo dick in the dirt now you decapitated
Im getting money so youll never hear me talking petty
Tatted on my stomach rich forever Makaveli
Fifty million hundred million its accumulating
Im the hottest and these other niggas cooling aint it
I got a bitch Im f*cking that you see on BET
My lil Haiti shooters will have yo ass on TMZ
Breaking news and we still get them for 10 a key
And if he faking f*ck him tell them niggas Cest la vie


[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Shittin on these haters ball hard D-Waders
Ever since I got money erybody need favors
Thats why I aint got no homies and I aint got no neighbors
But I be on my grind like I aint got no paper
But Im so rich and I got yo bitch
All in my whip and she all on my dick
With a hand on my stick tryna live in my crib
Cause I handle my shit like a candle got lit
Cause I burn shit down yea Im in my bag
And these niggas so mad its my turn now
And I get that cash my bitch so bad she know sophisticated
Im balling hard f*cking bitches and aint got shit for haters
I hang my arm out the window now watch me get the paper
My neck so frosty you frauding yo shit refrigerator
Boy you an imitator
You aint got no Ms in yo account I never ask my amount
Treat that bad bitch like a bad check cause I cash that and I bounce
I aint never had shit but I grab shit and I cashed out on that ounce
And I flipped that to a bird and bounced back like word


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