SOS

(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