| Song | Big Shot |
| Artist | Salt-N-Pepa |
| Album | Very Necessary |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A-one, a-one-two | |
| It's like, it's like, it's like, it's like, it's like... | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody wants to be a big shot | |
| Everybody wants to make a quick buck | |
| Everybody wants to be on the top | |
| Everybody wants to be... | |
| (repeat) | |
| Just like me, just like me | |
| The s to the a to the l to the fa-sol-la t's makin' dough | |
| (nuts?) no, but as in big bucks | |
| So (huh?), so (who?), so what the hell | |
| It doesn't matter who goes 'n buy my records long as they sell | |
| And i can tell that you don't like me very well | |
| Pop-popular hit, pop hits is makin' my pockets swell | |
| And makin' me a little rich now (yeah, baby) | |
| You ain't seen nothing if you think that i'm a bitch now | |
| Check it out, check it out | |
| Just watch me, just watch me | |
| I wasn't tryin' to be a hooker sellin' pootang | |
| Up and down the block just ain't my thang | |
| I seen a lot of women fall and gettin' fast money | |
| Cuz either aids or jail will get that ass, honey | |
| I needed more to explore so i tried rap | |
| Now in 1993, i'm livin' mack stack | |
| Check my attitude it comes with the territory, baby | |
| And now i'm drivin' niggas crazy | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody wants to get paid, paid like a lou mays | |
| Poppin' that coochie or sellin' fake guccis | |
| Whatever's in style and costs some big ? | |
| Just to get one, niggas get a real five | |
| It's all about the great paper chase | |
| A million dollars worth of whip appeal could even buy babyface | |
| So read me all the rules so i can have my money right | |
| Cuz i'm a new lady boss keepin' game tight | |
| So, you think you're all that, feelin' kinda phat | |
| But can you see where the wrong is? | |
| I, i don't know much about ya | |
| But there's no doubt you're out to get yours anyway you can | |
| Chorus | |
| [you know what? i can't stand them salt-n-pepa bitches | |
| They think they're all that cuz they're popular in europe | |
| Yeah, probably sell-out hookers | |
| Oh, oh, and they swear everybody want to be like them | |
| Please, i don't wanna be like them bitches | |
| I know - live in a big house and have all them bills and headaches and stuff | |
| Oh, and spinderella | |
| Nah, nah, nah, she's cool, it's them other bitches i can't stand | |
| (so i'm a bitch now?) | |
| Oh, sue, there they go, right there salt, pepa! | |
| (sometimes i be buggin' because i'm rich now) | |
| Yo, pepa, can i get your autograph for my son? | |
| (well, i don't need nothin' cuz you know that i'm a bitch, y'all) | |
| Yo, y'all's hair is real fly, where'd ya all get your hair done at? | |
| (you say, "oh, ain't she somethin'" because i'm rich now | |
| And i'll bet you wanna be like me) | |
| Still can't stand them bitches | |
| (because i'm rich, y'all, and i'm a bitch, y'all | |
| A rich bitch, y'all, and i know)] | |
| Chorus |
| Aone, aonetwo | |
| It' s like, it' s like, it' s like, it' s like, it' s like... | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody wants to be a big shot | |
| Everybody wants to make a quick buck | |
| Everybody wants to be on the top | |
| Everybody wants to be... | |
| repeat | |
| Just like me, just like me | |
| The s to the a to the l to the fasolla t' s makin' dough | |
| nuts? no, but as in big bucks | |
| So huh?, so who?, so what the hell | |
| It doesn' t matter who goes ' n buy my records long as they sell | |
| And i can tell that you don' t like me very well | |
| Poppopular hit, pop hits is makin' my pockets swell | |
| And makin' me a little rich now yeah, baby | |
| You ain' t seen nothing if you think that i' m a bitch now | |
| Check it out, check it out | |
| Just watch me, just watch me | |
| I wasn' t tryin' to be a hooker sellin' pootang | |
| Up and down the block just ain' t my thang | |
| I seen a lot of women fall and gettin' fast money | |
| Cuz either aids or jail will get that ass, honey | |
| I needed more to explore so i tried rap | |
| Now in 1993, i' m livin' mack stack | |
| Check my attitude it comes with the territory, baby | |
| And now i' m drivin' niggas crazy | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody wants to get paid, paid like a lou mays | |
| Poppin' that coochie or sellin' fake guccis | |
| Whatever' s in style and costs some big ? | |
| Just to get one, niggas get a real five | |
| It' s all about the great paper chase | |
| A million dollars worth of whip appeal could even buy babyface | |
| So read me all the rules so i can have my money right | |
| Cuz i' m a new lady boss keepin' game tight | |
| So, you think you' re all that, feelin' kinda phat | |
| But can you see where the wrong is? | |
| I, i don' t know much about ya | |
| But there' s no doubt you' re out to get yours anyway you can | |
| Chorus | |
| you know what? i can' t stand them saltnpepa bitches | |
| They think they' re all that cuz they' re popular in europe | |
| Yeah, probably sellout hookers | |
| Oh, oh, and they swear everybody want to be like them | |
| Please, i don' t wanna be like them bitches | |
| I know live in a big house and have all them bills and headaches and stuff | |
| Oh, and spinderella | |
| Nah, nah, nah, she' s cool, it' s them other bitches i can' t stand | |
| so i' m a bitch now? | |
| Oh, sue, there they go, right there salt, pepa! | |
| sometimes i be buggin' because i' m rich now | |
| Yo, pepa, can i get your autograph for my son? | |
| well, i don' t need nothin' cuz you know that i' m a bitch, y' all | |
| Yo, y' all' s hair is real fly, where' d ya all get your hair done at? | |
| you say, " oh, ain' t she somethin'" because i' m rich now | |
| And i' ll bet you wanna be like me | |
| Still can' t stand them bitches | |
| because i' m rich, y' all, and i' m a bitch, y' all | |
| A rich bitch, y' all, and i know | |
| Chorus |
| Aone, aonetwo | |
| It' s like, it' s like, it' s like, it' s like, it' s like... | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody wants to be a big shot | |
| Everybody wants to make a quick buck | |
| Everybody wants to be on the top | |
| Everybody wants to be... | |
| repeat | |
| Just like me, just like me | |
| The s to the a to the l to the fasolla t' s makin' dough | |
| nuts? no, but as in big bucks | |
| So huh?, so who?, so what the hell | |
| It doesn' t matter who goes ' n buy my records long as they sell | |
| And i can tell that you don' t like me very well | |
| Poppopular hit, pop hits is makin' my pockets swell | |
| And makin' me a little rich now yeah, baby | |
| You ain' t seen nothing if you think that i' m a bitch now | |
| Check it out, check it out | |
| Just watch me, just watch me | |
| I wasn' t tryin' to be a hooker sellin' pootang | |
| Up and down the block just ain' t my thang | |
| I seen a lot of women fall and gettin' fast money | |
| Cuz either aids or jail will get that ass, honey | |
| I needed more to explore so i tried rap | |
| Now in 1993, i' m livin' mack stack | |
| Check my attitude it comes with the territory, baby | |
| And now i' m drivin' niggas crazy | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody wants to get paid, paid like a lou mays | |
| Poppin' that coochie or sellin' fake guccis | |
| Whatever' s in style and costs some big ? | |
| Just to get one, niggas get a real five | |
| It' s all about the great paper chase | |
| A million dollars worth of whip appeal could even buy babyface | |
| So read me all the rules so i can have my money right | |
| Cuz i' m a new lady boss keepin' game tight | |
| So, you think you' re all that, feelin' kinda phat | |
| But can you see where the wrong is? | |
| I, i don' t know much about ya | |
| But there' s no doubt you' re out to get yours anyway you can | |
| Chorus | |
| you know what? i can' t stand them saltnpepa bitches | |
| They think they' re all that cuz they' re popular in europe | |
| Yeah, probably sellout hookers | |
| Oh, oh, and they swear everybody want to be like them | |
| Please, i don' t wanna be like them bitches | |
| I know live in a big house and have all them bills and headaches and stuff | |
| Oh, and spinderella | |
| Nah, nah, nah, she' s cool, it' s them other bitches i can' t stand | |
| so i' m a bitch now? | |
| Oh, sue, there they go, right there salt, pepa! | |
| sometimes i be buggin' because i' m rich now | |
| Yo, pepa, can i get your autograph for my son? | |
| well, i don' t need nothin' cuz you know that i' m a bitch, y' all | |
| Yo, y' all' s hair is real fly, where' d ya all get your hair done at? | |
| you say, " oh, ain' t she somethin'" because i' m rich now | |
| And i' ll bet you wanna be like me | |
| Still can' t stand them bitches | |
| because i' m rich, y' all, and i' m a bitch, y' all | |
| A rich bitch, y' all, and i know | |
| Chorus |