Son Of A Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About Yo

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 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 ain`t 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 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