Lost - Recorded at Metropolis Studios, London

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
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 buttercream silk shirt and it's Versace
Hand me my triple weight so I can weigh the work I got on your girl
No, I don't really wish, I don't wish the titties would show
No, have I ever, have 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 ain't 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 someday
Nothing wrong, no, ain't nothing wrong with a lie
Nothing wrong with another short plane ride through the sky
You and I

Lost, lost in the heat of it all
And 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

Oh, lost
Lost in the heat of it all
And girl you know you're lost
Lost in the thrill of it all



Credits
Writer(s): James Ryan Ho, Christopher Breaux, Micah Otano, Paul Edwin Iii Shelton, James Ryan Wuihun Ho, Paul Edwin Ii Shelton
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