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Janet Jackson
SUN OF A GUN
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SUN OF A GUN,
Janet Jackson
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Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought youd get the money too
Greedy mutherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it too
Sharp shooter into breakin hearts
A baby gigolo a sex pistol
Hollerin at everythin that walks
No substance just small talk
Know why you feelin on that girls behind
You gotta sleezy one track mind
Working your work until you think you find
Whos goin home with you tonight
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Whos 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 dont 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Sweatin me but im not your type
You think you irk me and youre so right
I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house
Naw i aint gone go and act a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucher
I'll bnever be your lover
Im gonna make you suffer
You stupid mutherfucker
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Whos 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 dont 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought youd 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 aint 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
Whos 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 dont 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
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Ha ha Hoo hoo Thought youd get the money too Greedy mutherfuckers Try to have your cake and eat it too Sharp shooter into breakin hearts A baby gigolo a sex pistol Hollerin at everythin that walks No substance just small talk Know why you feelin on that girls behind You gotta sleezy one track mind Working your work until you think you find Whos goin home with you tonight Oh, who you give it to Who you gonna steal it from Whos 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 dont 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 Dont you Dont you Dont you Dont you Sweatin me but im not your type You think you irk me and youre so right I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out Stupid bitch in my beach house Naw i aint gone go and act a fool And be lead story on the nigga news Not me sucher I'll bnever be your lover Im gonna make you suffer You stupid mutherfucker Oh, who you give it to Who you gonna steal it from Whos 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 dont 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 Dont you Dont you Dont you Dont you Ha ha Hoo hoo Thought youd 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 aint 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 Whos 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 dont 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 Dont you Dont you Dont you Dont you
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