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Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

LH cause 714 is the area
Everybody grab a friend and jump on in
Get a new view and a message to send
Look for the truth and a hand you can lend
But you
Got something to prove
A turn of your back and you?re on the move
And me
I get to see
All of the things that you had and all you could be
When the world is all about you
Can’t you make your way through
And all I can do is say
Hey man, where ya going?
Going real far and I won’t stop for nothing
Hey man, what ya thinking?
What I see is me, don’t you see me shining?
Why do you think you can make the world yours?
No way today

So your a big shot now, still don’t know who you are and
Everything you want and need is at your feet, so what?

Good times
Drink your red wine
Try not to think of things left behind
You?re a star
And you’ve made it this far
Strange how you really don’t know who you are
Divide
All your time and your pride
Take all the names that you’ve learned in stride
When the world is all about you
Can’t you make your way through
And all I can do is say
Hey man, where ya going?
Going real far and I won’t stop for nothing
Hey man, what ya thinking?
What I see is me, don’t you see me shining?
Why do you think you can make the world yours?
No way today

God damn! Here it comes again
My friend
I’ll stay to the end
But I need some room so that I can get in
This place
It?s all a waste
Your energy spent on just getting a taste
And me
I get to see
All the things that you had and all you could be
When the world is all about you
Can’t you make your way through?
And all I can do is say

Hey man where ya going?
Going real far and I won’t stop for nothing
Hey man, what ya thinking?
What I see is me, don’t you see me shining?
Why do you want to make the world yours?
No way today

So ideal
Your time is running but you don’t know why
And nothing comes for free when you don’t want to try
So unreal
Your time is running and I see it
All of your life, did you really want to be it?
Your time is running out

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Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well you went uptown riding in your limousine
With your fine Park Avenue clothes
You had the Dom Perignon in your hand
And the spoon up your nose
And when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes to bloody to see
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don’t come bitchin’ to me

Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You had to have the white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

They were all impressed with your Halston dress
And the people that you knew at Elaine’s
And the story of your latest sucess
Kept ‘em so entertained
Aw but now you just don’t remember
All the things you said
And you’re not sure you want to know
I’ll give you one hint, honey
You sure did put on a show

Yes, yes you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to prove it to the crowd
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You’re so much fun to be around
You had to have front page, bold type
You had to be a big shot last night

Well, it’s no big sin to stick your two cents in
If you know when to leave it alone
But you went over the line
You couldn’t see it was time to go home
No,no,no,no,no,no, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
So much fun to be around
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well, you went uptown riding in your limousine
With your fine Park Avenue clothes
You had the Dom Perignon in your hand
And the spoon up your nose
Ooh, when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see,
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don’t come bitchin’ to me

Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word last night
You know what everything’s about
You had to have a white, hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night
Whoa

They were all impressed with your Halston dress
And the people that you knew at Elaine’s
And the story of your latest success
Kept ‘em so entertained
Aw, but now, you just don’t remember
All the things you said
And you’re not sure that you want to know
I’ll give you one hint, honey
You sure did put on a show

Yes yes, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to prove it to the crowd
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word last night
You’re so much fun to be around
You had to have the front page bold type
You had to be a big shot last night
Whoa

Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh
Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh

Well, it’s no big sin to stick your two cents in
If you know when to leave it alone
But you went over the line
You couldn’t see it was time to go home

No no no no no no
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word last night
So much fun to be around
You had to have the white, hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night
Whoa

Oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh
Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh, oh oh oh-oh

Big shot
Big shot
Big shot
(repeat and fade out)

Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine park avenue clothes
You had the dom perignon in your hand
And the spoon up your nose
And when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don’t come bitchin’ to me

Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You know what everything’s about
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

They were all impressed with your halston dress
And the people that you knew at elaine’s
And the story of your latest success
Kept ‘em so entertained
But now you just can’t remember
All the things you said
And you’re not sure you want to know
I’ll give you one hint, honey
You sure did put on a show

Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to prove it to the crowd
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You’re so much fun to be around
You had to have the front page, bold type
You had to be a big shot last night

Well, it’s no big sin to stick your two cents in
If you know when to leave it alone
But you went over the line
You couldn’t see it was time to go home
No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
So much fun to be around
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine park avenue clothes
You had the dom perignon in your hand
And the spoon up your nose
And when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don’t come bitchin’ to me

Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You know what everything’s about
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

They were all impressed with your halston dress
And the people that you knew at elaine’s
And the story of your latest success
Kept ‘em so entertained
But now you just can’t remember
All the things you said
And you’re not sure you want to know
I’ll give you one hint, honey
You sure did put on a show

Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to prove it to the crowd
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You’re so much fun to be around
You had to have the front page, bold type
You had to be a big shot last night

Well, it’s no big sin to stick your two cents in
If you know when to leave it alone
But you went over the line
You couldn’t see it was time to go home
No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
So much fun to be around
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You went uptown riding in your limousine
In your fine park avenue clothes
You had the dom perignon in your hand
And the spoon up your nose
And when you wake up in the morning
With your head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see
Go on and cry in your coffee
But don’t come bitchin’ to me

Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You know what everything’s about
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

They were all impressed with your halston dress
And the people that you knew at elaine’s
And the story of your latest success
Kept ‘em so entertained
But now you just can’t remember
All the things you said
And you’re not sure you want to know
I’ll give you one hint, honey
You sure did put on a show

Yes, yes, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to prove it to the crowd
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You’re so much fun to be around
You had to have the front page, bold type
You had to be a big shot last night

Well, it’s no big sin to stick your two cents in
If you know when to leave it alone
But you went over the line
You couldn’t see it was time to go home
No, no, no, no, no, no, you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
So much fun to be around
You had to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night

Big Shot (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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