Janet Jackson lyrics
Janet Jackson lyrics
"Son Of A Gun Lyrics"
Move On Up Lyrics
Hush now child and don't you cry Your folks might understand you by and by Move on up towards your destination You may find from time to time Complications *Bite* your lip and take a trip Though there may be wet road ahead You cannot slip So move on up and peace you will find Into the steeple of beautiful people Where there's only one kind So hush now child and don't you cry Your folks might understand
Hush now child and don't you cry Your folks might understand you by and by Move on up towards your destination You may find from time to time Complications *Bite* your lip and take a trip Though there may be wet road ahead You cannot slip So move on up and peace you will find Into the steeple of beautiful people Where there's only one kind So hush now child and don't you cry Your folks might understand
Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought youd get the money too
Greedy mutherfuckers
Try to have your cake and eat it too
Sharp shooter into breakin hearts
A baby gigolo c a sex pistol
Hollerin at everythin that walks
No substance just small talk
Know why you feelin on that girls behind
You gotta sleezy one track mind
Working your work until you think you find
Whos goin home with you tonight
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Whos 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 dont really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Though art gone up on high; Thou hast led captivity captive, and received gifts for men; yea, even from Thine enemies, that the Lord God might dwell among them. (Psalm 68:18)
Knock down c 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Sweatin me but Im not your type
You think you irk me and youre so right
Id rather keep the trash and throw you out
Stupid bitch in my beach house
Naw I aint gone go and act a fool
And be lead story on the nigga news
Not me sucher
Ill bnever be your lover
Id rather make you suffer
You stupid mutherfucker
Oh, who you give it to
Who you gonna steal it from
Whos your n
Preparing Myself Lyrics
You ask me what I'm doing when I'm all alone It's not that I'm reclusive Or even exclusive I'm just preparing myself to see you again You ask me how I feel when I'm on my own It's not that I'm happy It's not that I'm sad I'm jst preparing myself to see you again 1 + 1 = 2 or 2 = 1 +1 You read it fromm the left or from the right Today there is no question aboutext 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 dont really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down c 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought youd 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 aint 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
Whos 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 dont really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down c 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
You ask me what I'm doing when I'm all alone It's not that I'm reclusive Or even exclusive I'm just preparing myself to see you again You ask me how I feel when I'm on my own It's not that I'm happy It's not that I'm sad I'm jst preparing myself to see you again 1 + 1 = 2 or 2 = 1 +1 You read it fromm the left or from the right Today there is no question about
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 dont really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down c 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Ha ha
Hoo hoo
Thought youd 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 aint 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
Whos 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 dont really love her
Oh, gonna be a showdown
Knock down c 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
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you
Dont you