Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that in front of you and makes your jaw drop?
She in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft spot
You see her in the club. She treats you a scrub
She ain't off you, she got your whole crew in love
Your day dreamin' of getting her in the bedroom
Straight feedin', You's beg a dog for the bone
And she's peepin', and the is she knows
a demon in between 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 invite her to home
You weren't even thinking. You got by a pro
She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept three guys
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Doe or a Lucy
Her innocent are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise
I she's a cutie, but there's power in that coochie
Underneath those tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's

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She's a big shot. You your dream girl
She how to use her looks to take advantage of the world
She's a big shot. You thought you school her
She dissed you like you were neutered, and you to go get a sexual tutor
a big shot. She wouldn't touch your ruler
She's so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and
She's a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her
You know her steeze, but you for it every time

Now, what about that popular school
The always been, always will be cool kid?
The president valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders
The on the jacket. Medal around the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He only dates models. Drinks his Summit from the
When he walks he waddles, and he never lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took girlfriend to prom
He's in your life everyday, and you can't 'til he's gone
But owns a business, so it won't be long
he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a rich man's song
He's got the expensive clothes and jewerly to wear
While looking for a job, he's looking in the mirror
He walks the surrounded by is fan club
Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the when he stands up
He's a preppy, fame hoggin', pig 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

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He's a big shot. Thick knot in his
got enough money to send your whole family to college
He's a big shot. thirsty
Hallway figure with his masculianity stained on his jersey
He's a big shot. I.B. whiz-kid
Braggin' about a big dick, chick and this chick
a big shot..

My are rappers, the egoistical bastards
The people that never clap for your set, they you're whacker
Than 'cause they're the masters
I bet disaster is caused in their mind you rhyme
and plaster their jaws shut with a fat
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A for laughter
He's preachin' he's live. But he's only word backwards
he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a chapter
Art you'll finally.
But he breathes, m.c.'s don;t even flatter him
Add a tad if his acrobatical
To his genteically engineered emotional pattern of kids in battles
That'll explain why he mugs. He told ya' your team sucks
Said you dream of him with that mic cord
Instead, he blows your straight out your head
He says, "Fuck You!" clarity. You cry hysterically
As it makes a parody of your
You tell friends you think he's
but secretly, you hope his career won't be
he's an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound
You know what Your looking at him right now

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I'm a big shot. Don't front, you know you me
Girls never wash their hands 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 idols and I'll 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can fade me
The only way we can do a is if somebody pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
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