Текст песни Son Of A Gun (Remix), Janet Jackson
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Ha, ha, who, who Thought you d get the money, too Greedy, greedy, greedy Try to have the cake and eat it, too. [Missy Elliott] Missy! Ha, ha! Remix! Yo, check this out you greedy motha f****** I changed all my credit cards, And switched all the locks to all my doors You thought my heart would be destroyed Look around cuz I m chillin boy Whatcha goin get your lawyer for? I makes my dough and just for sure you know Your lawyers should have let you know, you know, When you sue me you gonna be broke, you know, Ain t no way you gonna bring me down easy Any chick that you stick is real sleazy Before I need you, I bet you gonna need me You ain t want me, anyway you wanted to be me. What made you think I wanted to keep you around While I work my a** off while you just lounge around, huh? You slump, bum, son of a gun, And uh, How much you worth? I think negative, done [Janet] Sharp shooter into breakin hearts A baby gigolo, a sex pistol Hollerin at everything that walks No substance, just small talk Know why you re feelin on that girl s behind, You got a sleazy, one track mind Workin your work until you find Who s goin home with you tonight. [Janet (Missy)] Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from? Who s your next victim? (That s right now) Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? (That s what I m talkin about) Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don t really love her? Oh, (Oh!) It s gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gun slugger shoot em up [Janet & Carly Simon] I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, I betcha think this song is about you, Don t you, don t you, don t you. [Missy] I m doin better without you, and I m happy without you. [Janet] Sweatin me but I m not you re type, You think you irk me, and you re so right, I d rather keep the trash and throw you out, Stupid b**** in my beach house No, I ain t gonna go and act a fool, And be the lead story, on the n**** news Not me, sucker, I d never be your lover, I d rather make you suffer, you stupid motha f***** [Janet (Missy)] Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from? Who s your next victim? (That s right now) Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on? Who you gonna leave alone? (That s what I m talkin about) Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don t really love her? Oh, (Oh!) It s gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gun slugger shoot em up [Missy] You must have thought you had game, now you, what? Walkin round, like you re down, you don t give a |