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Versuri Janet Jackson - Sun of a gun


Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought you? d get the money too
Greedy mutherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it too

Sharp shooter into breakin hearts
A baby gigolo? a s*x pistol
Hollerin at everythin that walks
No substance just small talk
Know why you feelin on that girl? s behind
You gotta sleezy one track mind
Working your work until you think you find
Who? s goin home with you tonight

Oh, who you 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 ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don? t really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down? drag out
Gunslinger 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
Don? t you

Sweatin me but I? m not your 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
Naw I ain? t gone go and act a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucher
I'll bnever be your lover
I? m gonna make you suffer
You stupid mutherfucker

Oh, who you 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 ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don? t really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down? drag out
Gunslinger 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
Don? t you

Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought you? d get the money too
Greedy mutherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it too

Gotta chip upon your shoulder
I just knocked it off
Show me what you 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 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 ya gonna tell her
After she discovers
You don? t really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down? drag out
Gunslinger 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
Don? t you






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