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 you like a scrub She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole in love Your day of getting her in the bedroom alone feedin', You's beg like a dog for the bone And she's peepin', and the reason is she Theres a demon in between your legs with a of its own Now, a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones Y'all start speakin', she grabs the number to your And next weekend you invite her to your You even thinking. You got played by a pro She's a big shot. lips, nice legs, green eyes advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three 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 in that coochie Underneath booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's
(chorus) She's a big shot. You know dream girl She knows how to use her to take advantage of the world She's a big shot. You thought you could her She dissed you like you neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor She's a big shot. She wouldn't your ruler so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and abuser She's a big shot. Your eyes are to her behind You know her steeze, but you for it every time
Now, about that popular school kid? The have been, always will be cool kid? The president valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback Cadillac convertible drivin', cheerleaders autorgraphs 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 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 wait he's gone But owns a business, so it won't be long Before he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a man's song He's got the most expensive clothes and to wear While looking for a job, he's looking in the mirror He walks the halls surrounded by is fan Starts fads, ends trends, and the ceiling when he stands up a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed fool When he has a party, everyone's except you And your crew. And there really ain't nothin' can do in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a school
(chorus) He's a big shot. Thick in his wallet Parents got money to send your whole family to college He's a big shot. Testosterone Hallway fahter figure with his masculianity stained on his He's a big shot. I.B. class Braggin' a big dick, that chick and this chick a big shot..
My favorites are rappers, the egoistical The people that never for your set, they think you're whacker them 'cause they're the masters I bet disaster is in their mind when you rhyme and plaster their shut with a fat verse To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A for laughter He's preachin' he's live. But he's that word backwards After he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a Art capture finally. But while he breathes, m.c.'s don;t even him Add a tad if his acrobatical To his genteically engineered emotional of tearin' kids in battles That'll explain why he mugs. He told ya' your team sucks Said you dream of choking him that mic cord Instead, he blows your mind out your head He says, "Fuck You!" clarity. You cry hysterically As it makes a parody of passion You friends you think he's tight but secretly, you hope his career won't be 'Cause he's an asshole. But you know he's got sound You know what else? Your looking at him now
(chorus) I'm a big shot. Don't front, you 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 with your idols and I'll make 'em look weak I'm a big shot. Shit, can nobody me The only way we can do a is if somebody pays me I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big The thing to ever happen in the history of hip hop