Aitch – SOS
Then it’s
SOS that sex on Sunday popping uh
Locked in ah
Stopping? Nah
SOS that sex on Sunday popping uh
We Locked in ah
Are we stopping? Nah
Break this DND, I’m choosing viol-
Get home and hop out the sliding door
Like baby you ain’t gotta cry no more
You ain’t gotta hide no more
Lay down you ain’t gotta ride no more
I know I ain’t got time but trust me I’ve been tryna find some more
The truth hurts so much
I been thinking should I just lie some more
Here’s some cash for your purse sake
Monday you know I work late
Tuesday I’m going sleep early cos
Wednesday I’m on the first plane
Thursday usually her day
Friday comes and I’m on tour
Saturday I do family time
Then it’s
SOS that sex on Sunday popping uh
Locked in ah
Stopping? Nah
SOS that sex on Sunday popping uh
We Locked in ah
Are we stopping? Nah
Break this dnd, I’m choosing violence
Ain’t left this king bed since yesterday
You been gone since Monday Sunday slide in
Legs weak on weekends im M.I.A
SOS that sex on Sunday-
Bae I’m sorry but I might stare
Spread em out and put it right there
Call me daddy one more time
In nine months we’ll be shopping for a high chair
Give you that legs back tryna make a baby stroke
Or go down to south till my face is soaked
Best you’ve ever had when you take this dick
Guess your ex man shoulda been taking notes
Got a coochie like crack
I’m addicted to yours
Half naked ‘fore we even get in the door
Make the bed so wet we gotta sit on the floor
I know you like it how I done did it before
Kiss you in the morning
Eat your pussy by the day
Then I’m fucking you to sleep
Baby I ain’t tryna play
Got you gripping on the sheets
While I’m gripping on your waist
Now I’m struggling to breathe when you’re sitting on my
Sitting on my face
Double back tryna get another taste
Give you champagne dick
I’m sipping ace
Make sure you always cum first
Like its a race
Breaking a sweat
That pussy too great to forget
And when I’m done giving you shots ima take a tequila shot straight to the-
[Aitch – SOS (Lyrics)]
