[00:09.15]You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw drop?*
[00:12.03]She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft spot
[00:14.37]You see her in the club. She treats you like a scrub
[00:16.59]She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole crew in love
[00:19.05]Your day dreamin' of getting her in the bedroom alone
[00:21.42]Straight feedin', You's beg like a dog for the bone
[00:23.73]And she's peepin', and the reason is she knows
[00:26.13]Theres a demon in between your legs with a mind of its own
[00:28.62]Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones
[00:30.96]Y'all start speakin', she grabs the number to your phone
[00:33.30]And next weekend you invite her to your home
[00:35.67]You weren't even thinking. You got played by a pro
[00:38.04]She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green eyes
[00:40.59]Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three guys
[00:42.84]Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a Lucy
[00:45.12]Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise
[00:52.32]I know she's a cutie, but there's power in that coochie
[00:54.81]Underneath those booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's
[00:57.39][Chorus:]
[00:57.69]She's a big shot. You know your dream girl
[00:59.55]She knows how to use her looks to take advantage of the world
[01:01.95]She's a big shot. You thought you could school her
[01:03.93]She dissed you like you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor
[01:06.72]She's a big shot. She wouldn't touch your ruler
[01:08.76]She's so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and abuser
[01:12.00]She's a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her behind
[01:14.04]You know her steeze, but you fall for it every time
[01:16.35]Now, what about that popular school kid?
[01:18.57]The always have been, always will be cool kid?
[01:20.88]The class president valedictorian. "A plus", star quaterback
[01:23.58]Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders autorgraphs
[01:26.19]The letter on the jacket. Medal around the neck
[01:28.56]Pin on his chest, and mind on his rep
[01:30.87]He only dates models. Drinks his Summit from the bottle
[01:33.21]When he walks he waddles, and he ain't never lost a squabble
[01:35.88]He put you in the locker, and took your girlfriend to prom
[01:38.13]He's in your life everyday, and you can't wait 'til he's gone
[01:40.50]But daddy owns a business, so it won't be long
[01:42.69]Before he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a rich man's song
[01:45.39]He's got the most expensive clothes and jewerly to wear
[01:47.55]While your looking for a job, he's looking in the mirror
[01:49.95]He walks the halls surrounded by is fan club
[01:52.08]Starts fads, ends trends, and hits the ceiling when he stands up
[01:54.93]He's a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed fool
[01:57.24]When he has a party, everyone's invited except you
[01:59.67]And your crew. And there really ain't nothin' y'all can do
[02:01.77]He's in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a school
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[02:04.35]He's a big shot. Thick knot in his wallet
[02:06.69]Parents got enough money to send your whole family to college
[02:09.18]He's a big shot. Testosterone thirsty
[02:11.25]Hallway fahter figure with his masculianity stained on his jersey
[02:13.95]He's a big shot. I.B. class whiz-kid
[02:16.53]Braggin' about a big ****, that chick and this chick
[02:18.81]He's a big shot..
[02:22.92]My favorites are rappers, the egoistical bastards
[02:25.44]The people that never clap for your set, they think you're whacker
[02:27.78]Than them 'cause they're the masters
[02:29.01]I bet disaster is caused in their mind when you rhyme
[02:30.93]and plaster their jaws shut with a fat verse
[02:33.06]To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A reason for laughter
[02:35.61]He's preachin' he's live. But he's only that word backwards
[02:37.92]After he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a chapter
[02:40.17]Art you'll capture finally.
[02:41.22]But while he breathes, m.c.'s don;t even flatter him
[02:43.11]Add a tad if his acrobatical arrogance
[02:44.97]To his genteically engineered emotional pattern of tearin' kids in battles
[02:48.36]That'll explain why he mean mugs. He told ya' your team sucks
[02:51.18]Said you dream of choking him with that mic cord
[02:54.69]Instead, he blows your mind straight out your head
[02:59.28]He says, "**** You!" with clarity. You cry hysterically
[03:01.59]As it makes a parody of your passion
[03:03.27]You tell friends you think he's tight
[03:04.56]but secretly, you hope his career won't be lasting
[03:06.57]'Cause he's an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound
[03:09.12]You know what else? Your looking at him right now
[03:17.70][Chorus:]
[03:20.88]I'm a big shot. Don't front, you know you love me
[03:23.25]Girls never wash their hands after they get a chance to touch me
[03:26.13]I'm a big shot. Hey, you can say I'm a creep
[03:27.81]But put me in a room with your idols and I'll make 'em look weak
[03:30.39]I'm a big shot. ****, can nobody fade me
[03:32.88]The only way we can do a song is if somebody pays me
[03:35.67]I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big Props
[03:37.53]The best thing to ever happen in the history of hip hop