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Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song is About You) (Rock Remix)
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Janet Jackson
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Ha ha, hoo hoo, thought you'd get the money too Greedy motherf**kers try to have their cake and eat it too Haha, yo, check this out you greedy motherf**ker I changed all the credit cards And switched the locks to all my doors You thought my heart would be destroyed Look around 'cause I'm chilllin;, boy Whatcha go and get your lawyers for? I, makes my dough in just one show, you know Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know When you sue me, you gonna be broke you know Ain't no way that you could bring me down easy Any chick that you stick is real sleazy Before I need you, I betcha gon' need me You ain't want me anyway, you wanted to be me What made you think I'd keep you around While I, work my ass off and you just lounge, huh? You slum, bum, son of a gun And uh, how much your worth I think negative, dunn Sharpshooter into breaking hearts A baby gigolo, a sex pistol Hollering at everything that walks No substance, just small talk Know why you feeling on that girl's behind You got a sleazy one track mind Working your work until you think you find Who's going home with you tonight
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