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SOS SZA Lyrics (Prod. Jay Versace)

SOS Lyrics - SZA | Producer Jay Versace | Album SOS


Last night I cried

Give me a second, give me a minute

Nah, lil' bitch, can't let you finish

Yeah, that's right, I need commissions, oh my

All that sauce you got from me

All that shit I gave for free

All I wanted, babe, wanted, babe

This ain't no warnin' sign

In 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 this dick just 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 T

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

Rеmind you with that lil' rease

So classic, that ass so fat, it look natural, it's not

I talk bullshit a lot

No more fuck-shit, I'm donе

Damn right, I'm the one

Damn right, I'm the one

Comin' back, shit so kiddy

Comin' back, snatch like bandit

Comin' back, this ain't cancer, I'm organic with my fresh squeeze

I'm dumpin' like press squeeze

I'm horny like suck D's, so darin' 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' sign

In case all you hoes forgot

And I cried, I cried

Said what's on my mind

Ooh-oh-woah, I cried

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