SOS Video (MV)

(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 f*ck 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