paroles de chanson Lost - bülow

Mmmm mmm
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
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
(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