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Janet Jackson

Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You): The Original Flyte Tyme Remix

Ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Thought you'd get the money, too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it, too

You're such a romantic hero
The way you dress and look yourself over
It's no wonder you would ponder that image
Of your greedy self in the mirror

Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
A baby jiggalo, 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

Oh, who you gonna give it to, who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to, who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone?
Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers
You don't really love her?
Oh, it's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger shoot †em up

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?

Ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Thought you'd get the money, too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it too

You tell 'em, Carly
Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Thought you'd get the money, too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it, too

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 bitch in my beach house
No, I ain't gonna go and act a fool
And be the lead story, on the nigga news
Not me, sucker, I'd never be your lover
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid mother fucker

Oh, who you gonna give it to, who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to, who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone?
Oh, what you gonna tell her after she discovers
You don't really love her?
Oh, it's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger shoot †em up

I betcha think this song is about you
I betcha think this song is about you
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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?

Ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy motherfuckers
Try to have the cake and eat it too

You tell 'em, Carly
Clouds of various shapes and sizes
Most guys like to evaluate their prizes
We come with so many different tricks
The Apricot scarf was worn by Nick
Nothing in the words refer to Nick

Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off
Show me what you're gonna do, I ain't †bout to run
You have just run out of ammunition
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun

Oh, Who you gonna give it to, who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh, Who you gonna lie to, who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone?
Oh, What you gonna tell her after she discovers
You don't really love her?
Oh, It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down
Gun slugger shoot †em up

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

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

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
Oh God, go on

Janet and me, thick as thieves, never met Jet but I'll venture a bet
There's a common threat to our common dream
And if it wasn't for that damned cream there'd be no
Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Who do you think you are, Rambo
Or a Cumulonimbus Cavulotus or a Cirrus or an Alto stratus?
Somebody to make somebody like me proud
In the encyclopedia of clouds, no, no, no, no

It's not what you say, it's what you do
You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you
Probably think this song is about you
Yeah, you probably think this song is about you
Is about you, is about you
You probably think this song is about you