Artist: Frank Ocean Album: channel ORANGE Song: Lost Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Frank Ocean] Double D; big full breasts on my baby (Yo we goin to Florida) Triple weight Couldn't weigh the love I've got for the girl And I just wanna know why you ain't been goin to work? Boss ain't workin you like this He can't take care of you like this [Chorus] 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 [Frank Ocean] Got on my butter cream, silk shirt and it's Versace Hand me my triple weight So I can weigh the work I got on your girl (Too weird to live, too rare to die) 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] [Frank Ocean] She's at a stove Can't believe I got her out here cookin dope (cookin dope) I promise she'll be Whipping meals up for a family of her owwwwn, some day Nothing wrong (nothing wrong, ain't nothing wrong) No nothing wrong with a lie Nothing wrong with another short plane ride (Nothing wrong, ain't nothing wrong) Through the sky, up in the sky You and I, just you and I [Chorus] [Outro] Love lost stars Love love Love lost stars Love love Love lost Love love Love lost [channel surfing] Life is the substance Then the other channel on the