Big Shot

Lyrics

[Intro] 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 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 [Verse 1: Salt] 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 and 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 thing I seen a lot of women fallin' gettin' fast money 'Cause either AIDS or jail will get that ass, honey I needed more to explore, so I tried rap Now in 1993, I'm livin' mad fat Check my attitude, it comes with the territory, baby And now I'm drivin' niggas crazy [Chorus] Everybody wants to be a big shot (Yeah, yeah) Everybody wants to make a quick buck (It's all about me) Everybody wants to be on the top (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Everybody wants to be 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 [Verse 2: Pepa] Everybody wants to get paid, paid like a lewd maid Poppin' that coochie or sellin' fake Gucci Whatever's in style and costs a big pile Just to get one, niggas gettin' real foul It's all about the great paper chase A million dollar worth of whip appeal could even buy Babyface So meet me on the rooftop and have my money right 'Cause I'm the new lady boss keepin' game tight [Pre-Chorus: Spinderella] 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 any way you can [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 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 [Interlude] You know what? I can't stand them Salt-N-Pepa bitches, boy Oh, me neither They think they all that 'cause they 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 stomach (So I'm a bitch now?) Oh, shoot, there they go right there, Salt-N-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' 'cause you know that I'm a bitch, y'all) Yo, y'all hair look real fly, where y'all get y'all hair done at? (They say, "Oh, ain't she somethin'?" because I'm rich now And I 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] 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