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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 Bet 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 know that you're with me for sure Nor 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
Writer(s): Christopher Breaux, James Ho, Paul Shelton, Micah Otano Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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