1
Double D
Big full breast on my baby (yo we goin' to Florida)
Triple weight
Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
And I just wanna know
Why you ain't been goin' to work
Boss ain't workin' ya like this
He can't take care of you like this
Now you're lost
Lost in the heat of it all
Girl, you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
Got on my butter cream (there he goes)
Silk shirt and it's Versace (one of God's own prototypes)
Hand me my triple weight
So I can weigh the work I got on your girl (too weird to live, too rare to die)
No I don't really wish
I don't wish the titties would show
Nor have I ever
Have I ever let you get caught?
Uh
Lost
Lost in the heat of it all
Girl, you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
She's at a stove (who?)
Can't believe I got her out here cookin' dope (cookin' dope)
I promise she'll be
Whippin' meals up for a family of her own some day
Nothin' wrong (nothin' wrong
No nothin' wrong with a lie (ain't nothin' wrong)
Nothin' wrong with another short plane ride (ain't nothin' wrong)
Through the sky (up in the sky)
You and I (just you and I) are lost
Lost
Lost in the heat of it all
Girl you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
Love lost, lost
Love love,
Love lost, lost
Love love
Love lost
Love love
Love lost
Big full breast on my baby (yo we goin' to Florida)
Triple weight
Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
And I just wanna know
Why you ain't been goin' to work
Boss ain't workin' ya like this
He can't take care of you like this
Now you're lost
Lost in the heat of it all
Girl, you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
Got on my butter cream (there he goes)
Silk shirt and it's Versace (one of God's own prototypes)
Hand me my triple weight
So I can weigh the work I got on your girl (too weird to live, too rare to die)
No I don't really wish
I don't wish the titties would show
Nor have I ever
Have I ever let you get caught?
Uh
Lost
Lost in the heat of it all
Girl, you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
She's at a stove (who?)
Can't believe I got her out here cookin' dope (cookin' dope)
I promise she'll be
Whippin' meals up for a family of her own some day
Nothin' wrong (nothin' wrong
No nothin' wrong with a lie (ain't nothin' wrong)
Nothin' wrong with another short plane ride (ain't nothin' wrong)
Through the sky (up in the sky)
You and I (just you and I) are lost
Lost
Lost in the heat of it all
Girl you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost
Love lost, lost
Love love,
Love lost, lost
Love love
Love lost
Love love
Love lost
Lyrics submitted by azwethinkweiz02
Lost Lyrics as written by Paul Ii Shelton Micah Josue Otano
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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"I don't wish the titties was yours No, have I ever"