Son of a Gun
Janet feat. Missy Elliott Lyrics


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Ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Thought you'd get the money too
Greedy, try to have their cake and eat it too (let's go)
This (yeah)
Is (uh, yeah)
The (uh, yeah)
Remix
Now this that sh-, right here
Bad Boy, baby (uh, yeah)
Janet (uh, yeah)
JJ (uh, yeah)
This goes out to all the clubs (the one and only)
(Damn, you fine) you feel me?
Let's bounce, y'all

Sharp-shooter into breakin' hearts
Baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin' at everything that walks (uh)
No substance, just small talk
Now why you're feelin' on that girl's behind
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin' your back until you think you'll find
Who's goin' home with you tonight?

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 (that's right)
Your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know? (It's true)
When you sue me, you gonna be broke, you know? (Go on then)
Ain't know way that you could bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy (sleazy)
Before I need you, I betcha gon' need me (come on)
You ain't want me anyway way, you wanted to be me
(I bet you think this song is about you)
What made you think I'd keep you 'round? While I
Work my a- off and you just lounge (come on)
You slum, bum, son of a gun (what?)
And, uh, how much your worth? I think negative Don (this the remix)

Oh (oh), who you gonna give it to? (Yeah)
Who you gonna steal from?
Who's your next victim? (That's right now)
Oh (oh), who you gonna lie to? (Yeah)
Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone? (That's what I'm talking 'bout)
Oh (oh), what you gonna tell her after she discovers (yeah, yeah, let's go)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's gonna be a showdown, knockdown, drag out (yeah, uh, come on)
Gun slingin', shoot 'em up

I bet you think this song is about you
(Who you talkin' 'bout?) Yeah
I bet you think this song is about you
(I bet you) (who you talkin' 'bout?)
I bet you think this song is about you
(Yeah, yeah) (who you talkin' 'bout?)
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you (who you talkin' 'bout?)
Don't you (they call me, Diddy)
Don't you? (Yo, J, listen)

(It wasn't me) whatchu talkin' 'bout lawyers for?
(It wasn't me) why you wanna change locks and doors?
(It wasn't me) well, maybe it was, sure
But you know tomorrow, you'll love me some more (yeah)
I'm back, another Visa, another set of keys (yeah)
We did this last week, ma, don't get amnesia (remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)

Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you irkin' 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 gon' go and act a fool
And be the lead story on n- news
Never me, sucker, I'd never be your lover
I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motherfucker (okay, baby)

You musta thought you had game like, "N- what?" ('Bout you)
Walking around like you down, you don't give, what?
But you don't really want beef (I bet you think this song is about you)
And take it to the streets
See I'm a lover, not a fighter but I'll crack your teeth
Boy, please, please, nah, don't bother me
'Cause when you had me, you ain't know how to chill wit' me (yeah, yeah)
You wanna beez in the street with the Freakniks (come on)
But now you all up on them knees, still jockin' me (yeah, uh-huh, yeah)
But I'ma say it real real, keep it real
What the deal? How you feel? Is it ill? Is ya sick? (Misdemeanor)
'Cause I'm the deal, still here, whip appeal and it's real
Don't front 'cause, boy, I'm the sh- (I like that, let's go)

I'm doin' better with out you, playa (that's right)
And I'm happy without you, playa (that's right)
And this song is about you, playa (this about you)
Son of a gun (what? Come on, Janet)

Got a chip upon your shoulder (give me the bridge now)
I just knocked it off (uh, yeah, uh)
Show me what you gonna do
I ain't 'bout to run (I like this, come on, yeah)
You have just run out of ammunition (yeah, need it right here)
Shooting blanks now, you son of a gun (come on, son of a gun)

Oh (oh), who you gonna give it to? (Bad Boy, baby, yeah)
Who you gonna steal it from?
Who's your next victim?
Oh (oh), who you gonna lie to? (No, no, no, no, no)
Who you gonna cheat on? (It's not what you say)
Who you gonna leave alone? (It's what you do)
Oh (you're so vain, go on)
What you gonna tell her after she discovers (you probably think this song is about you)
You don't really love her?
Oh (oh), it's gonna be a showdown (don't you, don't you, don't you)
Knockdown, drag down
Gun slingin', shoot 'em up (don't you?)

I bet you think this song is about you
(Don't you?) (Who you talkin' 'bout?)
I bet you think this song is about you
(I bet you) (who you talkin' 'bout?)
I bet you think this song is about you
(Uh, yeah, who you talkin' 'bout?)
I bet you think this song is about you (uh, yeah)
Don't you (who you talkin' 'bout?)
Don't you (they call me, Diddy)
Don't you? (Who you talkin' 'bout?)

Ha, ha, hoo, hoo
Thought you'd get the money too (let's go)
Greedy, try to have their cake and eat it too (just bounce)
(Janet, you look good) I like that
One more time, sing it for me one more time, baby, come on
Ha, ha, hoo, hoo




Thought you'd get the money too (yeah)
Greedy, try to have their cake and eat it too (just bounce, just bounce)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Janet feat. Missy Elliott's song "Son Of A Gun" serve as a scathing takedown of a former lover who is described as a "sharp shooter" who is only interested in using and objectifying women. The chorus is a repetition of the question "Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?" which points to the hypocrisy of the former lover's greed and exploitation, along with calling out his attempts to keep "the money, too" while also leaving Janet behind. Missy Elliott's verse adds an extra layer of anger, as she boasts about being successful without the former lover, and warns him that suing her will only lead to financial ruin for him. Overall, the lyrics serve as a declaration of independence and self-worth, as Janet and Missy reject toxic relationships and refuse to be objects for their former lovers' selfish desires.


Line by Line Meaning

Ha, ha, who, who
I am laughing at you and your foolishness.


Thought you'd get the money, too
You were so greedy that you wanted my money as well.


Greedy, greedy, greedy
You were incredibly selfish and greedy.


Try to have the cake and eat it, too.
You tried to have everything your way without any compromises.


Yo, check this out you greedy motha f******
Listen to me, you selfish person.


I changed all my credit cards,
I took steps to protect my finances from you.


And switched all the locks to all my doors
I took measures to ensure that you cannot enter my home anymore.


You thought my heart would be destroyed
You believed that breaking my heart would ruin me emotionally.


Look around 'cause I'm chillin' boy
But as you can see, I am doing just fine without you.


Whatcha goin' get your lawyer for?
Why are you bothering to get a lawyer involved?


I makes my dough and just for sure you know
I am financially secure and independent.


Your lawyers should have let you know, you know,
Your lawyers should have warned you that suing me would not be profitable.


When you sue me you gonna be broke, you know,
If you decide to sue me, you will end up financially ruined.


Ain't no way you gonna bring me down easy
You cannot drag me down easily.


Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
All of the girls that you are with are of low moral character.


Before I need you, I bet you gonna need me
You will realize how much you need me before I ever need you.


You ain't want me, anyway you wanted to be me.
You never truly loved me, you just wanted to be like me.


What made you think I wanted to keep you around
I never wanted to maintain a relationship with you.


While I work my a** off while you just lounge around, huh?
I work hard for my success while you are lazy.


You slump, bum, son of a gun,
You are a lazy and worthless person.


And uh, How much you worth? I think negative, done
You are worth very little, and I believe you are actually in debt.


Sharp shooter into breakin' hearts
You are skilled at hurting other people emotionally.


A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
You are a young and inexperienced gigolo who uses sex as a weapon.


Hollerin' at everything that walks
You hit on every person you come across without any sense of morality or responsibility.


No substance, just small talk
You lack depth and can only offer meaningless conversation.


Know why you're feelin' on that girl's behind,
I understand why you touch that girl's backside.


You got a sleazy, one-track mind
Your thoughts and actions are immoral and filthy.


Workin' your work until you find
You are always looking for someone to take home.


Who's goin' home with you tonight.
You want to know who will sleep with you tonight.


Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Who will be your next victim?


who's your next victim? (That's right now)
Who are you going to hurt next?


Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who are you going to deceive or cheat next?


Who you gonna leave alone? (That's what I'm talkin' about)
Who are you going to abandon next?


Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers, you don't really love her?
What will you say when the girl you abandoned realizes that you never loved her?


Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag out, gunslinger shoot 'em up
There will be a dramatic and violent confrontation between you and your victims.


I betcha think this song is about you,
You probably think that this song is all about you.


Don't you, don't you, don't you.
I am mocking you for your self-centeredness.


I'm doin' better without you, and I'm happy without you.
I am better off without you and happier now that you are not in my life.


Sweatin' me but I'm not your type,
You are pursuing me but I am not interested in you.


You think you irk me, and you're so right,
You do annoy me, and you are correct about that.


I?d rather keep the trash and throw you out,
I would rather keep things that are of low value and discard you.


Stupid b**** in my beach house
I am insulting the girl you have brought to my beach house.


No, I ain't gonna go and act a fool,
I will remain calm and composed.


And be the lead story, on the n**** news
I will not do anything that will make me the focus of negative news coverage.


Not me, sucker, I?d never be your lover,
I will never be romantically involved with you.


I'd rather make you suffer, you stupid motha f*****
I would rather cause you pain and distress.


You must have thought you had game, now you, what?
You believed you were skilled at seduction, but what happened?


Walkin' 'round, like you're down, you don't give a?
You are walking around as if you are not bothered by your failures.


But you don't really want to be forgot into the streets,
You do not want to be forgotten and marginalized like the people you see on the streets.


I'm a lover, not a fighter, but I crack your teeth
I am not violent but I will stand up for myself and fight back.


Boy I plead please, no, don't bother me.
I am begging you to stop bothering me.


'Cause when you had me you ain't know how to chill wit' me
You did not know how to have a relaxed and enjoyable time with me.


You want to be in the streets with the freak-nies
You want to be out in the streets with promiscuous people.


But now you all up on them knees, still joggin' me.
But now you are begging me for forgiveness and still pursuing me.


But I'm gonna say it real, real, keep it real,
I am going to be honest and straightforward.


What the deal? How you feel? Is it real? Is you sick?
What is going on with you emotionally?


'Cause I'm the deal, still here, what the feelin'
I am the real deal and I am still here despite your attempts to hurt me.


Is real, don't front, 'cause boy I'm the?
It is all true, so do not try to deny it, because I am stronger than you.


Motha f***** son of a gun, Janet!
You are a worthless and despicable person, according to both me and Janet.


Got a chip upon your shoulder, I just knocked it off,
You have an attitude of aggression towards others, but I have just defeated you.


Show me what you're gonna do, I ain't ?bout to run,
I am not afraid of you and I want to see what you will do next.


You have just run out of ammunition,
You have no more weapons or means to hurt me.


Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun.
Your attacks are now ineffectual and pointless, you worthless person.


Oh, (Oh!) It's gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down, gunslinger shoot 'em up
There will be a violent confrontation between us.


No, no, no, no, no, it's not what you say, it's what you do you're so vain,
Your actions are what define you, not just your words.


You probably think this song is about you,
You believe that this song is all about you.


Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you.
I am mocking you for thinking that this song is about you.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, JANET JACKSON DBA BLACK ICE, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Carly E Simon, James Samuel Iii Harris, Janet Jackson, Terry Lewis

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