Janet Jackson - Son Of A Gun (i Betcha Think This Song Is About You)
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chant)Ha haHoo hooThought you'd get the money tooGreddy mutherfuckersTry to have the cakeAnd eat it tooSon of a gunYou're such a romantic heroThe way you dress and look yourself overIt's no wonder you would ponder that imageOf your preening self in the mirrorSharp shooter into breakin' heartBaby gigolo - a sex pistolHollerin' at everything that walksNo subtance just small talkKnow why you feelin' on the girl's behindYou gotta a sleezy one track mindWorkin' your work until you think you findWho's goin' home with you tonight(b - section)Oh, who you give it toWho you gonna steal fromWho's your next victimOh, who you gonna lie toWho you gonna cheat onWho you gonna leave a loneOh, what ya gonna tell herAfter she discoversYou don't really love herOh, gonna be a showdownKnow down - drag out
Gunslinger shoot 'em up(chorus)I betcha think this song it about you (4x)Don't you(4x)(chant)Son of a gunYou tell 'em, carlyClouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee(chant)Sweatin' me but i'm not your typeYou think you irk me and you're so rightI'd rather keep the trash and throw you outStupid bitch in my beach houseNaw i ain't gone go and act a foolAnd be the lead story on the nigga newsNot me suckerI'll never be your loverI'd rather make you sufferYou stupid mutherfucker(b - sectioin)(chorus)(chant)You tell 'em, carlyClouds of various shapes and sizesMost guys like to evaluate their prizesWe come with so many different tricksThe aprocot scarf was woren by nickNothing in the words refer to nick(bridge)Gotta chip upon your shoulderI just knocked it offShow me what you gonna doI ain't 'bout to runYou have just run out of ammunitionShootin' blanks nowYou son of a gun(b - section)(chorus)I'm |
goneGo onJanet and me thick as theivesNever met jet, but i'll venture a betAs a common threat to our common dreamsAnd if it wasn't for that damn creamThere'd be no clouds in my coffeeClouds in my coffeeWho do you think you are ramboOr a cumlonibus capilattisOr a cirrusOr an alto stratusSomebody should me someboyd like me proudIn the encyclopedia of cloudsNo no no no it's not what you sayIt's what you doYou're so vainYou probably think this song is about youYou probably think this song is about youYeah, you probably think this song is about you |
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