A-one, a-one-two
Its like, its like, its like, its like, its like...
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...
Just like me, just like me
The S to the A to the L to the fa-sol-la Ts makin dough
(Nuts?) No, but as in big bucks
So (huh?), so (who?), so what the hell
It doesnt matter who goes n buy my records long as they sell
And I can tell that you dont like me very well
Pop-popular hit, pop hits is makin my pockets swell
And makin me a little rich now (yeah, baby)
You aint seen nothing if you think that Im a bitch now
Check it out, check it out
Just watch me, just watch me
I wasnt tryin to be a hooker sellin pootang
Up and down the block just aint 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, Im livin mack stack
Check my attitude it comes with the territory, baby
And now Im drivin niggas crazy
Everybody wants to get paid, paid like a Lou Mays
Poppin that coochie or sellin fake Guccis
Whatevers in style and costs some big ?
Just to get one, niggas get a real five
Its 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 Im a new lady boss keepin game tight
So, you think youre all that, feelin kinda phat
But can you see where the wrong is?
I, I dont know much about ya
But theres no doubt youre out to get yours anyway you can
(You know what? I cant stand them Salt-N-Pepa bitches
They think theyre all that cuz theyre popular in Europe
Yeah, probably sell-out hookers
Oh, oh, and they swear everybody want to be like them
Please, I dont 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, shes cool, its them other bitches I cant stand
(So Im a bitch now?)
Oh, Sue, there they go, right there Salt, Pepa!
(Sometimes I be buggin because Im rich now)
Yo, Pepa, can I get your autograph for my son?
(Well, I dont need nothin cuz you know that Im a bitch, yall)
Yo, yalls hair is real fly, whered ya all get your hair done at?
(You say, "oh, aint she somethin" because Im rich now
And Ill bet you wanna be like me)
Still cant stand them bitches
(Because Im rich, yall, and Im a bitch, yall
A rich bitch, yall, and I know))
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