S.O.S

S. O. S Uh, hold up, hold up, check my linguistics Let Me break down to you Afro-istic I ain't down With the love stuff, kid Nothing but trouble, jet On double See you got a habit of keeping A brother broke I ain't the one, why? 'Cause I'm locked Pack your bags and put down The platter You wanna chill with me 'cause my Pockets got fatter You want din-din, drive a new Benz Then suck me dry and spit me out Again Romancin', dancin' in a fur coat Uh-uh, I don't play these jokes You can't fade me, Run me through the maze I know about women And their mystic ways And my cash flow, you Can't stop it Give up the props to the Underground prophet S. O. S, oh-oh, O. S. O. S S. O. S, oh-oh, O. S. O. S S. O. S, oh-oh, O. S. O. S Back Again, I guess you didn't listen Open your eyes, Homegirl, because you're missin' The simple fact That a bank can get you stuck Caught between The wall and a Mack truck Off with the Taken, not to be took One-eight-seven on the Pocketbook Violations, grounds for terminations Mo' Money, mo' money is what I'm facin' I paid The price before, now I'm through with it Don't Even front on me because you did it Instead Of love, it's a business proposition So I broke On out on a new mission If you would've Been straight from the get-go Then you would not Have to leave through the back door One strike Is what you get, later, see ya And I Wouldn't wanna be ya S. O. S, oh-oh, S. O. S, Oh-oh, O. S. O. S S. O. S, Oh-oh, O. S. O. S oh-oh, S. O. Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, oh, oh Da-da-da, Da-da-da-da-da, oh, oh, oh Da-da-da, Da-da-da-da-da, oh, oh Da-da-da, Da-da-da-da-da, oh, oh S. O. S, Oh-oh, O. S. O. S S, S. O. S, Oh-oh, O. S. O. S Oh-oh, O. S. O. S S. O. S, oh-oh, S. O. Da-da-da, oh, oh Da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, Oh, oh da-da-da-da-da, Oh, Oh