Luyện nghe bài hát Son Of A Gun (remix)

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

Son of a gun
Son of a gun

such a romantic hero
The way you dress and yourself over
It's no you would ponder that image
Of your self in the mirror

Go on

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

Know why youre on that girls behind
You got a sleazy, one mind
Workin work until you think you find
goin home with you tonight

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

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

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

Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the too
motherfuckers
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 think you irk me and youre so
Id rather keep the trash and you out
Stupid bitch in my house

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

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

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

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

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

You tell 'em,

Clouds of various shapes and
Most guys to evaluate their prizes
We come so many different tricks
The scarf was worn by Nick
in the words refer to Nick

Got a upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off
Show me what youre gonna do, I 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
Dont you, you, dont you, dont you

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

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

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

Oh, go on

Son of a gun

Go on
Janet and me, thick as
Never met jet but venture a bet
a common threat to our common dream
Tell 'em,
And if it wasn't for that cream
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 of clouds?
now
No no no no
It's not what you say, it's you do
You're so vain, you probably think this song is you

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

You son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun
Son of a gun