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Ha, ha, who, who
Thought get the money too
motherfuckers
Try to have the and eat it too

Son of a gun
Son of a gun

You're a romantic hero
The way you and look yourself over
no wonder you would ponder that image
Of greedy self in the mirror

Go on

Sharp shooter into hearts
A baby jiggalo, a sex
at everything that walks
No substance, small talk

Know why youre feelin on that behind
You got a sleazy, one mind
Workin your work you think you find
Whos goin home with you

Oh, who you give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Whos next victim?
Oh, who you lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you leave alone?

Oh, What you gonna tell her after she
You dont really love
Oh, its gonna be a show down, knock down, drag
Gun shoot em up

I betcha think this song is you
I betcha think this is about you
I betcha think this is about you
I betcha think song is about you
Dont you, dont you, you

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought get the money too
Greedy
Try to the cake and eat it too

Son of a gun

You 'em, Carly
Clouds in my
Go on
in my coffee

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the too
Greedy
Try to have the and eat it too

Sweatin me but Im not type
You you irk me and youre so right
Id rather keep the and throw you out
Stupid in my beach house

No, I gonna go and act a fool
And be the story on the nigga news
Not me, sucker, Id never be lover
Id rather make you suffer, you stupid motha

Oh, who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna it from?
Whos next victim?
Oh, who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna on?
Who you leave alone?

Oh, what you gonna tell her after she
You dont really love
Oh, its gonna be a show down, knock down, drag
Gun slugger em up

I betcha think this song is you
I betcha think this song is you
I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think song is about you
you, dont you, dont you

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the too
motherfuckers
Try to have the and eat it too
(Let's dance)

You tell 'em,

Clouds of various shapes and
Most guys like to their prizes
We with so many different tricks
The scarf was worn by Nick
Nothing in the words refer to

Got a chip upon shoulder, I just knocked it off
Show me youre gonna do, I aint bout to run
You have just run out of
(I'm cloud, baby)
blanks now, you son of a gun
(You can like thunder all over me)

No, no, no, no, no
Its not what you say, its you do
so vain
You probably think this is about you
you, dont you, dont you, dont you

I betcha think song is about you
I betcha think this song is you
I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think song is about you

I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think this is about you
I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think this song is you
you, dont you, dont you

I betcha think this is about you
I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think this song is you
I betcha this song is about you
you, dont you, dont you

Oh, go on

Son of a gun

Go on
Janet and me, thick as
Never met jet but I'll a bet
There's a common threat to our common
'em, Carly
And if it wasn't for that damned
There'd be no in my coffee, clouds in my coffee

Who do you you are, Rambo?
Or a cumulonimbus cavulotus or a or an altostratus?
to make somebody like me proud
You tell 'em,
In the encyclopedia of
now
No no no no
It's not what you say, what you do
You're so vain, you probably this song is about you

You tell 'em,
You probably this song is about you
'em now
Yeah, you probably think this is about you
That's right,
Is you
Go on
Is you
Go on
Is you
You probably this song is about you