Mýa - Sophisticated Lady

Ow

Sophisticated lady
But nasty when I want to be
I see ya starin' from across the room
And you can't keep your eyes off me
Got you wrapped around my finger, baby
Like a puppet on a string, woo
Have you in cuffs like cops and robbers, baby
'Cause touchin' me's a felony
Put ya hands up

Take control (control)
Control of you (of you)
You do what
I tell you to (mmh)
I'm ya momma (don't call me by my name)
Let's play house (that's right)
When your bad (pull your pants down)
You get time out

'Cause I'm cold-blooded
Woo, boy, who does it belong to?
Cold-blooded (cold-blooded)
Got you thinkin', who's that lady
But it ain't that complicated

'Cause I
Yeah, I got an attitude (what?)
Did you say something smart (smacked)
'Cause I like confrontations, baby
Yo, what's up, Mr. Big Stuff?
Who do ya think ya are?
Guaranteed to spend your money (baby)
'Cause you know I'm worth the wait (worth the wait)
And I bet ya bottom dollar
That I can make ya hollar
It's a shame, shame, shame
Your heart I break (ow)

Drop my pencil (drop my pencil)
Purposely (that's right)
Bend down to pick it up
Why's everybody starin' at me?
Mirror, mirror (I'm so pretty)
On the wall (I can't handle myself)
Who's the fliest (say what?)
Of them all? (It's me)

'Cause I'm cold-blooded (whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah)
I'll sexually harass you (I'll sexually harass you)
Cold-blooded (cold, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Got you thinkin' who's that lady
But it ain't that complicated (what's my name?)

Take control (control)
Control of you (of you)
You do what (you do what)
I tell you to (I tell you to my baby, baby)
I'm ya momma (I'm ya momma)
Let's play house (don't call me by my name)
When you're bad (when you're bad)
You get time out

Freeze

Pull it out, put it on the table
Let me see if you're able
Pull it out, put it on the table
Oh, take it out, throw it on the table
Show me what I paid for
Take it out, lay it on the table
Can you reach my naval?

'Cause I'm cold-blooded (yeah, yeah)
Boy, who does it belong to? (See, I like confrontation)
Cold-blooded (cold)
Got you thinkin' who's that lady
But it ain't that complicated (what's my name?)

Cold-blooded (gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
(Gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
I'll sexually harrass you, yeah (gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
(Gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
Cold-blooded (gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
(Gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
Got you thinkin' who's that lady (gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)
But it ain't that complicated (gimmie ya love, gimmie ya love)

Thanks
That was fun
Now get out

Written by:
James A Johnson, Mya Marie Harrison, Ruperd Currence

Publisher:
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Hipgnosis Songs Group

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