You know the type of girl walks in front of you and makes your jaw drop? She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft You see her in the club. She you like a scrub She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole in love Your day dreamin' of her in the bedroom alone Straight feedin', You's beg a dog for the bone And peepin', and the reason is she knows Theres a demon in your legs with a mind of its own Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed with Y'all start speakin', she the number to your phone And next weekend you her to your home You weren't even thinking. You got by a pro She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with guys Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a Her innocent are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise I know she's a cutie, but there's power in coochie Underneath those tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's
(chorus) She's a big shot. You know your dream She knows how to use her looks to take advantage of the She's a big shot. You you could school her She dissed you you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor She's a big shot. She touch your ruler She's so beutiful. A cute but looter, user and abuser a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her behind You her steeze, but you fall for it every time
Now, what about that popular kid? The always been, always will be cool kid? The class president valedictorian. "A plus", quaterback Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders The on the jacket. Medal around the neck Pin on his chest, and on his rep He dates models. Drinks his Summit from the bottle he walks he waddles, and he ain't never lost a squabble He put you in the locker, and took your girlfriend to He's in your life everyday, and you can't wait 'til he's But daddy owns a business, so it won't be Before he inherits it, carats, and sings a rich man's song got the most expensive clothes and jewerly to wear While your looking for a job, looking in the mirror He the halls surrounded by is fan club Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the when he stands up a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed fool When he has a party, everyone's invited you And crew. And there really ain't nothin' y'all can do He's in state, city, and town, as long as they got a school
(chorus) He's a big shot. knot in his wallet Parents got enough money to send your family to college a big shot. Testosterone thirsty Hallway fahter figure with his masculianity stained on his He's a big shot. I.B. class about a big dick, that chick and this chick a big shot..
My favorites are rappers, the bastards The that never clap for your set, they think you're whacker Than 'cause they're the masters I bet disaster is caused in their mind you rhyme and plaster their jaws shut a fat verse To him you're a hazard. matter. A reason for laughter He's preachin' he's live. But only that word backwards After he dies, you can the ladder, start a chapter Art you'll finally. But while he breathes, m.c.'s don;t even him Add a tad if his acrobatical To his genteically engineered emotional pattern of tearin' in battles That'll explain why he mean mugs. He ya' your team sucks Said you dream of choking him that mic cord Instead, he your mind straight out your head He says, "Fuck You!" clarity. You cry hysterically As it makes a of your passion You tell friends you think he's but secretly, you his career won't be lasting he's an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound You know what else? Your at him right now
(chorus) I'm a big shot. front, you know you love me never wash their hands after they get a chance to touch me I'm a big shot. Hey, you can say I'm a But put me in a room with your and I'll make 'em look weak I'm a big shot. Shit, can fade me The only way we can do a song is if somebody me I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big The best thing to ever happen in the of hip hop