Son of a Gun
Missy Elliott, Janet Jackson, Jermaine Dupri
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Ha, ha, who, who 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, And switched all the locks to all my doors 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.
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Written by: Carly Simon, James Samuel Harris, Janet Damita Jo Jackson, Terry Steven Lewis
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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10 facts about this song
Origin"Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You)" is a song by American singer-songwriter Janet Jackson from her seventh studio album, "All for You" (2001).
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CollaboratorsThe song features Carly Simon and Missy Elliott.
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Cover AdaptationIt reworks themes from Carly Simon's 1972 hit "You're So Vain". It's said that Simon was so impressed with Jackson's interpretation that she agreed to appear on the track.
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Criticism ResponseThe fiercely confrontational lyrics of the song were viewed as Jackson's response to criticism from her ex-husband Rene Elizondo Jr., with whom she had recently ended a nine-year relationship.
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Billboard Chart PerformanceThe song reached number 28 on the Billboard Hot 100 in the United States.
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Remix VersionsIt has three official remixes, which were released on its CD single: "Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You)" (P. Diddy Remix - Radio Edit) featuring Missy Elliott & P. Diddy, (Rock Remix) and (Cottonbelly Remix).
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VisualsThe music video for the song, directed by Francis Lawrence, was an elaborate production featuring various settings including a haunted mansion and voodoo shop. It also featured cameos by actors Kevin Richardson and Jai Rodriguez.
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Critical receptionThough it wasn't assessed as a commercial hit, the song received positive reviews and was appreciated for its innovative fusion of pop and R&B elements.
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Sample Content"Son of a Gun" samples two parts from "You're So Vain." The first is the sarcastic chorus, and the second is the bass line near the end of Jackson's song.
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InspirationsJanet revealed that she used the song as a platform to channel her frustrations and anger with tabloids and gossip industry which consistently spoke about her life.
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