Featuring carly simon, missy elliot, and p. diddy
[chant: janet]
ha ha, hoo hoo, thought youand'd get the money too
greedy motherf**kers try to have your cake and eat it too
[intro: p. diddy]
this... is...
the... remix
(now, thatand's that shit right here)
bad boy, baby
janet, j.j.
(this goes out to all the clubs, ya feel me?)
the one and only
and you fine, miss
[verse 1: janet]
sharp shooter into breakin hearts
a baby gigolo, a sex pistol
hollerinand' at everythin that walks
no substance just small talk
know why you feelin on that girland's behind
you gotta sleezy - one track mind
working your work until you think you find
whoand's goin home with you tonight
[missy {p. diddy}]
(i) changed all the credit cards
(and) switched the lock to all my doors (hehehe)
you thought my heart would be destroyed (mmmm)
look around cuz iand'm chillling boy (hehehe)
whatcha go and get your lawyers for
i, makes my dough in just one show, you know
your lawyer shoulda let you know, you know
when you sue me, ya gonna be broke you know
ainand't know you way you could bring me down (easy)
any chick that you stick is real sleazy
before i need you, i betcha gonand' need me
you ainand't want me anyway way, you wanted to be me
what made you think iand'd keep you around
while i, work my ass off and you just lounge (huh?)
you slump, bump, son of a gun
and a, how much your worth?
i think negative don {this is the remix}
[hook: janet (missy)]
oh (oh), who you give it to
who you gonna steal it from
whoand's your next victim (the right, like)
oh (oh), who you gonna lie to
who you gonna cheat on
who you gonna leave alone (thatand's what iand'm talking about)
oh (oh), what ya gonna tell her
after she discovers
you donand't really love her
oh (oh), gonna be a showdown
knock down drag out
gunslinger shoot and'em up (shoot emand' up)
[chorus: janet and carly {p. diddy}]
i betcha think this song is about you {who you talkinand' and'bout?}
i betcha think this song is about you {who you talkinand' and'bout?}
i betcha think this song is about you (yeah, yeah) {who you
talkinand' and'bout?}
I betcha think this song is about you
donand't you {who you talkinand' and'bout?}
donand't you
donand't you
donand't you
[p. diddy (overlaps last 2 lines)]
they call me and'diddyand'
(it wasnand't me!) whatchu talkinand' and'bout lawyers for?
(it wasnand't me!) why you wanna change locks and doors?
(it wasnand't me!) well, maybe it was, sure
but you know tomorrow, youand'll love me some more
iand'm back, another visa, another set of keys
we did this last week ma, donand't get ammnesia (remember?)
all this back and forth gotta quit
and by the way, this is the remix!
[verse 2: janet (missy)]
sweatin me but iand'm not your type
you think you irk me and youand're so right
iand'd rather keep the trash and throw you out
stupid bitch in my beach house
naw i ainand't gone go and act a fool
and be lead story on the n***a news
not me sucher
iand'll never be your lover
iand'm gonna make you suffer
you stupid mutherf**ker (ok baby?)
[missy]
you musta thought you had game like n***a what
walk around like you down, you donand't give a f**k
cause you donand't really want beef until you hit the streets
see, i ma lover, not a fighter but iand'll crack ya teeth
boy, plea plea nah...donand't bother me
cause when you had me, you ainand't know how ta chill witand' me
but now you up on dem knees, still jockin me
but i ma say it real real, keep it real
what da deal, how ya feel, is it ill, is it sick
(misdemeanor!!!!!!!!!!)
cause i da deal, still here with appeal and itand's real
donand't front cause boy i da shit
[missy singing]
iand'm doing better with out you, playa
and iand'm happy without you, playa
[missy rapping]
and this song is about you, playa
muthaf**kinand' son of a gun (janet)
[bridge: janet (missy)]
gotta chip upon your shoulder
i just knocked it off (oh)
show me what you gonna do (uh)
i ainand't bout to run (uh)
you have just run out of ammunition (n***a right here)
shootin blanks now (uh)
you son of a gun
Repeat hook and chorus
Repeat chant til fade
