Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw
She talks in riddles, and of tickles your soft spot
You see her in the club. She treats you like a
She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole crew in
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 reason is she
Theres a demon in between your legs a mind of its own
Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed hormones
Y'all start speakin', she grabs the number to phone
And next weekend you her to your home
You even thinking. You got played by a pro
She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Doe or a Lucy
Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be
I know she's a cutie, but there's in that coochie
Underneath booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's

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

Now, what that popular school kid?
The always have been, always will be kid?
The class president valedictorian. "A plus", star
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' cheerleaders
The letter on the jacket. Medal 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 ain't lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took your to prom
He's in your everyday, and you can't wait 'til he's gone
But owns a business, so it won't be long
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and sings a rich man's
He's got the expensive clothes and jewerly to wear
While your looking for a job, he's looking in the
He the halls surrounded by is fan club
fads, ends trends, and hits the ceiling when he stands up
He's a preppy, fame hoggin', pig headed
When he has a party, invited except you
And your crew. And there really ain't y'all can do
He's in every state, city, and town, as long as they got a

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a big shot. Thick knot in his wallet
Parents got enough money to send your 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' a big dick, that chick and this chick
a big shot..

My favorites are rappers, the bastards
The people that never clap for set, they think you're whacker
Than them 'cause the masters
I bet disaster is caused in their when you rhyme
and plaster their jaws shut with a fat
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A reason for
He's preachin' live. But he's only that word backwards
he dies, you can climb 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 emotional pattern of tearin' kids in battles
That'll explain why he mean mugs. He told ya' your team
Said you dream of choking him with that mic
Instead, he blows mind straight out your head
He says, "Fuck You!" clarity. You cry hysterically
As it a parody of your passion
You tell friends you he's tight
but secretly, you his career won't be lasting
'Cause he's an asshole. But you know got nice sound
You know what else? Your at him right now

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I'm a big shot. Don't front, you know you me
Girls never wash their 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 idols and I'll '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
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