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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 dress and look over
no wonder you would ponder that image
Of your greedy self in the

Go on

Sharp shooter breakin hearts
A baby jiggalo, a sex
Hollerin at everything walks
No substance, just small

Know why youre feelin on that behind
You got a sleazy, one track
Workin your work until you you find
Whos goin home you tonight

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

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

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

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

Son of a gun

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

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

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

No, I aint gonna go and act a
And be the lead on the nigga news
Not me, sucker, Id never be your
Id rather make you suffer, you motha fucker

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

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

I betcha this song is about you
I betcha think song 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
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 come so many different tricks
The apricot scarf was worn by
Nothing in the refer to Nick

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

No, no, no, no, no
Its not what you say, its you do
Youre so
You think this song is about you
Dont you, dont you, you, dont you

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

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

I betcha think song is about you
I betcha this song is about you
I think this song is about you
I betcha think this is about you
Dont you, dont you, 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 threat to our common dream
'em, Carly
And if it for that damned cream
be no clouds 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 of clouds?
now
No no no no
It's not what you say, it's you do
You're so vain, you think this song is about you

You 'em, Carly
You think this song is about you
'em now
Yeah, you probably think song is about you
right, girl
Is you
Go on
Is you
Go on
Is you
You probably think song is about you