Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shot

You know the type of girl that in front of you and makes your jaw drop?
She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your spot
You see her in the club. She treats you like a
She ain't off you, she got your whole crew in love
Your day dreamin' of her in the bedroom alone
Straight feedin', beg like a dog for the bone
And peepin', and the reason is she knows
Theres a in between your legs with a mind of its own
Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed hormones
Y'all start speakin', she grabs the to your phone
And weekend you invite her to your home
You weren't thinking. You got played by a pro
a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green eyes
Took advantage of a thousand. slept with three guys
Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a
Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be
I she's a cutie, but there's power in that coochie
those booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's

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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 thought you school her
She dissed you like you were neutered, and told you to go get a 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 fall for it every

Now, about that popular school kid?
The have been, always will be cool kid?
The class president valedictorian. "A plus", star
Cadillac convertible drivin', signin' autorgraphs
The letter on the jacket. Medal the neck
Pin on his chest, and on his rep
He only dates models. Drinks his Summit from the
When he he waddles, and he ain't never lost a squabble
He put you in the locker, and took your to prom
He's in your life everyday, and you can't wait 'til gone
But daddy owns a business, so it be long
Before he inherits it, makes carats, and 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 the ceiling when he stands up
He's a preppy, hoggin', pig headed fool
he has a party, everyone's invited except you
And your crew. And there really nothin' y'all can do
He's in every state, city, and town, as long as got a school

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He's a big shot. Thick in his wallet
Parents got enough money to send your family to college
a big shot. Testosterone thirsty
Hallway fahter with his masculianity stained on his jersey
a big shot. I.B. class whiz-kid
Braggin' about a big dick, that chick and chick
a big shot..

My are rappers, the egoistical bastards
The people that never clap for your set, think you're whacker
Than them 'cause they're the
I bet disaster is caused in their mind you rhyme
and plaster their jaws with a fat verse
To him you're a hazard. Weak matter. A reason for
He's preachin' he's live. But he's that word backwards
After he dies, you can the ladder, start a chapter
Art capture finally.
But he breathes, m.c.'s don;t even flatter him
Add a tad if his arrogance
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 choking him with mic cord
Instead, he blows mind straight out your head
He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry
As it makes a of your passion
You tell friends you think he's
but secretly, you hope his won't be lasting
'Cause an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound
You know what else? looking at him right now

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I'm a big shot. Don't front, you you love me
Girls never wash 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 idols and I'll make 'em look weak
I'm a big shot. Shit, can nobody me
The only way we can do a song is if pays me
I'm a big shot. Big Shot. Big
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