| Song from Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 4. Lyrics: You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw drop? She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft spot You see her in the club. She treats you like a scrub She ain't trippin' off you, she got your whole crew in love Your day dreamin' of getting her in the bedroom alone Straight feedin', You's beg like a dog for the bone And she's peepin', and the reason is she knows Theres a demon in between your legs with a mind of its own Now, you're a weakling, overwhelmed with hormones Y'all start speakin', she grabs the number to your phone And next weekend you invite her to your home You weren't even thinking. You got played by a pro She's a big shot. Thick lips, nice legs, green eyes Took advantage of a thousand. Only slept with three guys Ain't a hoe or a groupie. Jane Doe or a Lucy Her innocent looks are deceving, so I'm telling you to be wise I know she's a cutie, but there's power in that coochie Underneath those booty tight, cutoff, daisy-dooksy Levi's She's a big shot. You know your dream girl She knows how to use her looks to take advantage of the world She's a big shot. You thought you could school her She dissed you like you were neutered, and told you to go get a sexual tutor She's a big shot. She wouldn't touch your ruler She's so beutiful. A cute but cruel looter, user and abuser She's a big shot. Your eyes are glued to her behind You know her steeze, but you fall for it every time Now, what ... |
