[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
Now you're lost, you're lost in the heat of it all
Girl, you know you're lost, you're lost in the thrill of it all
Miami, Amsterdam, Tokyo, Spain, lost
Los Angeles, India, lost on a train, lost

[Verse 2]
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
Nor have I ever, have I ever let you get caught?

[Chorus]
Lost, you're 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
[Bridge]
She's at a stove
Can't believe I got her out here cookin' dope, cookin' dope
I promise she'll be whippin' meals up for a family of her own some day
Nothin' wrong
There's nothin' wrong with a lie
Nothin' wrong with another short plane ride
Through the sky
You and I

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