| Lyrics: | [Janet]
Ha, ha, who, who
Thought youd get the money, too
Greedy, greedy, greedy
Try
to have the cake and eat it, too.
[Missy Elliott]
Missy! Ha, ha! Remix!
Yo, check
this out you greedy motha fucker
I changed all my credit cards,
And switched all the locks
to all my doors
You thought my heart would be destroyed
Look around cuz Im 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,
Aint 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 aint want me, anyway you wanted to be
me.
What made you think I wanted to keep you around
While I work my ass off while you just
lounge around, huh?
You slump, bum, son of a gun,
And uh, How much you worth? I think
negative, done
[Janet]
Sharp shooter into breakin hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex
pistol
Hollerin at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why youre
feelin on that girls behind,
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin your work until you
find
Whos goin home with you tonight.
[Janet (Missy)]
Oh, (Oh!) Who you gonna give
it to? Who you gonna steal it from?
Whos your next victim? (Thats right now)
Oh, (Oh!) Who
you gonna lie to? Who you gonna cheat on?
Who you gonna leave alone? (Thats what Im talkin
about)
Oh, (Oh!) What you gonna tell her, after she discovers,
you dont really love
her?
Oh, (Oh!) Its gonna be a show down, knock down, drag down,
gun slugger shoot em
up
[Janet |
