cleopatrick - Lost Lyrics

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
Your boss ain't working you 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

Buttercream
Silk shirt and it's Versace
Hand me my triple weight
So I can weigh the work I got on you girl
I don't really wish
I don't wish the titties would show
Nor have I ever, I ever let you get caught?

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 (cooking dope)
I promise she'll be
Whipping meals up for a family of her own
Some day

Nothing wrong
Nothing wrong
Nothing wrong with another short plane ride
Through the sky

Miami, Amsterdam
Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India
Lost on a train, lost

Lost

Lost