SOS

Lyrics for SOS

(Last night I cried) Give me a second, give me a minute Nah, lil' bitch, can't let you finish And that's right I need commissions on mine All that sauce you got from me All that shit I gave for free And I want it back, want it back This ain't no warnin' shot 'Case all you hoes forgot Know you been more than lost But that don't mean I'm so Comin' like I'm so greasy Ex nigga, he so needy Punk ass tried to replace me, but the stakes is too high They can't survive off mini-me's I'm talkin' pedigree Ain't no writers, that's just me Ain't no spiteful, I'm just tea Can't hate a bitch for free Talkin' I'm off the bench like Brady I'm pressin' niggas like KD, it's up Yeah, nigga, it's up to me Remind you of Della Reese So classic, that ass so fat, it look natural, it's not I talk bullshit a lot No more fuck shit, I'm done Damn right, I'm the one Damn right, I'm the one Comin' back, she so candid Comin' back snatched like bandit Comin' back this ain't cancer, I'm organic with my Fresh squeeze, I'm dumping like press squeeze I'm horny like, "Suck these", so daring like, "Touch me" And all the petty shit aside All the phony shit aside I just want what's mine Mine, oh I just want what's mine This ain't no warnin' shot 'Case all you hoes forgot And I cried, and cried Said what's on my mind Ooh, ooh-whoa, I cried