Sun Of A Gun

Janet Jackson

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 sex 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 mu

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