Son of a Gun (P. Diddy Remix) Janet Jackson (Ft. Carly Simon, Diddy & Missy Elliott)

[Intro: Janet Jackson & P. Diddy]
Ha ha, hoo hoo, thought you'd get the money too
Greedy, greed, greedy try to have your cake and eat it too
Let's go
This. Is. The. Remix.
Right here, Bad Boy, baby
Janet (Yeah)
JJ
This goes out to all the clubs
(Damn you fine)


[Verse 1: Janet Jackson]
Sharp shooter into breaking hearts
Baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollering at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why you feeling on that girl's behind
You gotta sleazy one track mind
Working your work until you think you find
Who's going home with you tonight?

[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
I changed all the credit cards
And switched the lock to all my doors
You thought my heart would be destroyed
Look around 'cause I'm chillling boy
Whatcha go and get your lawyers for?
I, makes my dough in just one show, you know
Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know?
When you sue me, you gonna be broke, you know?
Ain't know you way you could bring me down
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you, I betcha gon' need me
You ain't want me anyway way, you wanted to be me
What made you think I'd keep you 'round?
While I, work my ass off and you just lounge
You slum, bum, son of a gun
And, uh, how much your worth
I think negative Don