Son of a Gun
Janet Jackson With Carly Simon Featuring Missy Elliott And P. Diddy Lyrics
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Thought you'd get the money, too
Greedy, greedy, greedy
Try to have the cake and eat it, too.
Missy! Ha, ha! Remix!
Yo, check this out you greedy motha f******
I changed all my credit cards,
You thought my heart would be destroyed
Look around 'cause I'm chillin' boy
Whatcha goin' get your lawyer for?
I makes my dough and just for sure you know
Your lawyers should have let you know, you know,
When you sue me you gonna be broke, you know,
Ain't no way you gonna bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you, I bet you gonna need me
You ain't want me, anyway you wanted to be me.
What made you think I wanted to keep you around
While I work my a** off while you just lounge around, huh?
You slump, bum, son of a gun,
And uh, How much you worth? I think negative, done
Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind,
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your work until you find
Who's goin' home with you tonight.
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
who's your next victim? (That's right now)
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone? (That's what I'm talkin' about)
Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don't really love her?
Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, 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.
I'm doin' better without you, and I'm happy without you.
Sweatin' me but I'm not you're type,
You think you irk me, and you're so right,
I?d rather keep the trash and throw you out,
Stupid b**** in my beach house
No, I ain't gonna go and act a fool,
And be the lead story, on the n**** news
Not me, sucker, I?d never be your lover,
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motha f*****
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
who's your next victim? (That's right now)
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone? (That's what I'm talkin' about)
Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don't really love her?
Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gun slinger shoot 'em up
You must have thought you had game, now you, what?
Walkin' 'round, like you're down, you don't give a?
But you don't really want to be forgot into the streets,
I'm a lover, not a fighter, but I crack your teeth
Boy I plead please, no, don't bother me.
'Cause when you had me you ain't know how to chill wit' me
You want to be in the streets with the freak-nies
But now you all up on them knees, still joggin' me.
But I'm gonna say it real, real, keep it real,
What the deal? How you feel? Is it real? Is you sick?
'Cause I'm the deal, still here, what the feelin'
Is real, don't front, 'cause boy I'm the?
I'm doin' better without you, playa, and I'm happy without you,playa,
This song is about you, playa
Motha f***** son of a gun, Janet!
Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off,
Show me what you're gonna do, I ain't ?bout to run,
You have just run out of ammunition,
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun.
Missy, Janet, Carly
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
who's your next victim? (That's right now)
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone? (That's what I'm talkin' about)
Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don't really love her?
Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gunslinger shoot 'em up
No, no, no, no, no, it's not what you say, it's what you do you're so vain,
You probably think this song is about you,
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't 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,
I betcha think this song is about you,
Don't you, don't you, don't you.
Ha, ha, who, who
Thought you'd get the money, too
Greedy, greedy, greedy
Try to have the cake and eat it, too.
The song "Son of a Gun" is a remix of Janet Jackson's hit song "Got 'til It's Gone" featuring Carly Simon and Missy Elliott, with added verses from P. Diddy. In the song, the artists call out a man who is greedy and manipulative, who tries to have his cake and eat it too. They criticize his sleazy behavior towards women and warn him that he will never bring them down. They also emphasize that the song is not about him and that he shouldn't be so self-centered.
The lyrics of "Son of a Gun" are a scathing critique of a man who is selfish, manipulative, and greedy. The artists use metaphors to describe his behavior, such as "sharp shooter into breaking hearts" and "a baby gigolo, a sex pistol". They also point out that he only cares about himself and has no substance or depth. Furthermore, the artists suggest that he is not worth anything and warn him that he will never be able to bring them down no matter how hard he tries. Overall, the song is a powerful message against greed and manipulation.
Line by Line Meaning
Ha, ha, who, who
Laughing sarcastically at the person who thought they could get away with their greediness
Thought you'd get the money, too
Assuming that they would be entitled to the money without any consequences
Greedy, greedy, greedy
Calling out the person for their selfishness and lack of consideration for others
Try to have the cake and eat it, too.
Wanting to enjoy the benefits of a situation while avoiding any negative consequences
Yo, check this out you greedy motha f******
Addressing the person directly and calling them out on their greedy behavior
I changed all my credit cards,
Taking steps to protect oneself from the deceptive person's actions
And switched all the locks to all my doors
Securing one's possessions and ensuring that the deceitful person cannot gain access
You thought my heart would be destroyed
Assuming that their deceitful actions would cause emotional harm to the other person
Look around 'cause I'm chillin' boy
Proving that their deceitful actions did not have the desired effect and that the other person is doing well without them
Whatcha goin' get your lawyer for?
Questioning their decision to involve legal action and suggesting it will be ineffective
I makes my dough and just for sure you know
Asserting financial independence and security
Your lawyers should have let you know, you know,
Implying that the other person's lawyers did not fully inform them of the consequences of their actions
When you sue me you gonna be broke, you know,
Warning that legal action will ultimately lead to financial ruin for the other person
Ain't no way you gonna bring me down easy
Asserting resilience and determination to withstand any attempts to bring them down
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Judging the other person's romantic choices as lacking in morals or standards
Before I need you, I bet you gonna need me
Confidently predicting that the other person will regret their actions and come to realize the value of the relationship they lost
You ain't want me, anyway you wanted to be me.
Highlighting the other person's jealousy and desire to emulate rather than appreciate the relationship they had
What made you think I wanted to keep you around
Questioning the other person's sense of entitlement and assumption of being wanted
While I work my a** off while you just lounge around, huh?
Pointing out the inequity and lack of effort from the other person in the relationship
You slump, bum, son of a gun,
Insulting the other person's character and worth
And uh, How much you worth? I think negative, done
Asserting that the other person's worth is low or non-existent
Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
Drawing attention to the other person's tendency to cause emotional pain and distress
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Insulting the other person's sexual promiscuity and lack of emotional depth
Hollerin' at everything that walks
Calling out the other person's objectification of others based solely on physical appearance
No substance, just small talk
Suggesting that the other person lacks depth and the ability to engage in meaningful conversation
Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind,
Pointing out the other person's inappropriate behavior and lack of respect for others
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Accusing the other person of having a narrow, shallow focus
Workin' your work until you find
Describing the other person's tendency to use whatever means necessary to achieve their goals
Who's goin' home with you tonight.
Suggesting that the other person's shallow behavior will not lead to meaningful connections or relationships
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Mocking the other person's desire for material gain and suggesting their actions are dishonest and unethical
who's your next victim? (That's right now)
Highlighting the other person's potential to harm others in the future
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Accusing the other person of deceitful behavior and a lack of moral character
Who you gonna leave alone? (That's what I'm talkin' about)
Drawing attention to the other person's tendency to leave others behind or neglect them
Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don't really love her?
Predicting the other person's eventual lack of commitment and deception in relationships
Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag out, gunslinger shoot 'em up
Anticipating a confrontational and intense showdown between the two parties
I betcha think this song is about you,
Acknowledging the other person's vanity and self-centeredness
Don't you, don't you, don't you.
Repeating the question to emphasize the point
I'm doin' better without you, and I'm happy without you.
Asserting that they have thrived and found happiness without the other person in their life
Sweatin' me but I'm not you're type,
Suggesting that the other person's advances are unwanted and inappropriate
You think you irk me, and you're so right,
Acknowledging that the other person's behavior is irritating and unwelcome
I'd rather keep the trash and throw you out,
Asserting that the other person is not worth keeping around in their life
Stupid b**** in my beach house
Insulting the other person with derogatory language and emphasizing their sense of ownership over their belongings
No, I ain't gonna go and act a fool,
Refusing to engage in dramatic or irrational behavior in response to the other person's actions
And be the lead story, on the n**** news
Declining to allow the other person's actions to define them or be a source of public attention
Not me, sucker, I'd never be your lover,
Rejecting the other person's advances and asserting that they will not reciprocate their feelings
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motha f*****
Expressing anger and resentment towards the other person and suggesting that they deserve to face consequences for their actions
You must have thought you had game, now you, what?
Mocking the other person's self-assuredness and pointing out that they have lost their standing
Walkin' 'round, like you're down, you don't give a?
Observing that the other person's demeanor is not reflective of their inner turmoil or distress
But you don't really want to be forgot into the streets,
Highlighting the other person's fear of being forgotten or left behind
I'm a lover, not a fighter, but I crack your teeth
Asserting that they are a peaceful person but would not hesitate to defend themselves if necessary
Boy I plead please, no, don't bother me.
Asking the other person to leave them alone and not pursue any further contact
'Cause when you had me you ain't know how to chill wit' me
Pointing out the other person's inability to appreciate or enjoy their time together in peace
You want to be in the streets with the freak-nies
Suggesting that the other person is not interested in emotional connections but rather superficial pleasure
But now you all up on them knees, still joggin' me.
Revealing that the other person is still pursuing them even after they have shown no interest or reciprocation
But I'm gonna say it real, real, keep it real,
Promising to be honest and straightforward in their communication
What the deal? How you feel? Is it real? Is you sick?
Asking the other person to engage in honest self-reflection and assess their feelings about the situation
'Cause I'm the deal, still here, what the feelin'
Asserting their own value and worth and suggesting that the other person should appreciate them
Is real, don't front, 'cause boy I'm the?
Urging the other person to be honest and genuine and not pretend to be someone they are not
Motha f***** son of a gun, Janet!
Referencing the song's title and emphasizing the insult towards the other person
Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off,
Pointing out the other person's tendency to be easily offended and suggesting that they are not as powerful as they think
Show me what you're gonna do, I ain't ?bout to run,
Challenging the other person to take action if they feel inclined but suggesting that they are not afraid
You have just run out of ammunition,
Asserting that the other person has no more power or resources to draw from
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun.
Mocking the other person's inability to effect any real harm or impact
Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gunslinger shoot 'em up
Repeating the anticipation of a dramatic and intense showdown between the two parties
No, no, no, no, no, it's not what you say, it's what you do you're so vain,
Suggesting that the other person's actions are more important than their words and drawing comparisons to Carly Simon's song 'You're So Vain'
You probably think this song is about you,
Repeating the previous line to imply that the listener is self-centered and vain
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you.
Repeating the question to emphasize the point
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Carly Simon, James Samuel Harris, Janet Damita Jo Jackson, Terry Steven Lewis
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@PH-vv1ky
Janet's walk itself is art. Iconic. Fierce. Legendary. Boss. She's a f**king QUEEN 👑
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Nothing about the truth 🔥🔥🔥
@Thevelvetrope1983
Like a damn boss.
@damnright1766
Hell yeah! She walks better than most can dance.
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@kovenniawilliams3213
That is a command walk. That commands your attention.
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one of her most underrated singles.
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Facts
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