Lost

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    Hmm, hmm
    Double D
    Big full breasts on my baby
    Triple weight
    Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl
    And I just wanna know
    Why you ain't been going to work
    Boss ain't working you like this
    Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost

    He can't take care of you like this

    So 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 buttercream
    Silk shirt and it's Versace
    (Mmmm)
    Hand me my triple weight
    So, I can weigh the work I got on your girl

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    (Mmmm)
    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?

    So, no 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

    She's at a stove
    Can't believe I got her out here cooking dope
    I promise she'll be whipping meals up
    For a family of her own some day
    (Mmmm)
    Nothing wrong
    No, nothing wrong with a lie
    With another short plane ride
    Through the sky
    You and I (you and I)

    So 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

    Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost

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