SOS Songtext
von SZA
SOS Songtext
(Last night I cried)
Give me a second, give me a minute
Nah, lil′ b-, can't let you finish
Yeah, that′s right, I need commissions on mine
All that sauce you got from me
All that sh- I gave for free
I want it back, want it back
This ain't no warning shot
'Case all you h- forgot
Know you been more than lost without me, I′m so
Coming back, I′m so greasy
Ex n-, he so needy
Punk a- tried to replace me but the stakes is too high
They can't survive off mini-me′s
I'm talking pedigree
Ain′t no writers, that's just me
Ain′t no spiteful, I'm just tea
Can't hate a b- for free
Talking I′m off the bench like Brady
I′m pressin' n- like KD, it′s up
Yeah, n-, it's up to me
Remind you of Della Reese
So classic, that a- so fat, it look natural, it′s not
I talk bullsh- a lot
No more f- I'm done
(D- right, I′m the one)
D- right, I'm the one
Coming back, she so candid
Coming back, snatched like bandit
Coming back, this ain't canned sh- I′m organic with my
Fresh squeezed, I′m dumping like press squeeze
I'm horny like, "Suck these", so daring like, "Touch me"
And all the petty sh- aside
All the phony sh- aside
I just want what′s mine
Mine, oh
I just want what's mine
This ain′t no warning shot
'Case all you h- forgot
And I cried and cried
Said what′s on my mind
(I cried)
Ooh-oh-woah, I cried
Give me a second, give me a minute
Nah, lil′ b-, can't let you finish
Yeah, that′s right, I need commissions on mine
All that sauce you got from me
All that sh- I gave for free
I want it back, want it back
This ain't no warning shot
'Case all you h- forgot
Know you been more than lost without me, I′m so
Coming back, I′m so greasy
Ex n-, he so needy
Punk a- tried to replace me but the stakes is too high
They can't survive off mini-me′s
I'm talking pedigree
Ain′t no writers, that's just me
Ain′t no spiteful, I'm just tea
Can't hate a b- for free
Talking I′m off the bench like Brady
I′m pressin' n- like KD, it′s up
Yeah, n-, it's up to me
Remind you of Della Reese
So classic, that a- so fat, it look natural, it′s not
I talk bullsh- a lot
No more f- I'm done
(D- right, I′m the one)
D- right, I'm the one
Coming back, she so candid
Coming back, snatched like bandit
Coming back, this ain't canned sh- I′m organic with my
Fresh squeezed, I′m dumping like press squeeze
I'm horny like, "Suck these", so daring like, "Touch me"
And all the petty sh- aside
All the phony sh- aside
I just want what′s mine
Mine, oh
I just want what's mine
This ain′t no warning shot
'Case all you h- forgot
And I cried and cried
Said what′s on my mind
(I cried)
Ooh-oh-woah, I cried
Writer(s): Solana I. Rowe, Jahlil Gunter, Gabriel Samuel Jr Hardeman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

