Testo della canzone Son Of A Gun (Remix) di JANET JACKSON
(feat. Carly Simon, Missy Elliott)
Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the money, too
Greedy, greedy, greedy
Try to have the cake and eat it, too.
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 Im 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,
Aint 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 aint 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
Sharp shooter into breakin hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why youre feelin on that girls behind,
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin your work until you find
Whos goin home with you tonight.
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Whos your next victim? (Thats right now)
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone? (Thats what Im talkin about)
Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers,
you dont really love her?
Oh, (Oh!) Its gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down,
gun slugger shoot em up