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Lost Little Girl

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  • 作词 : Atkins, Aurelius, Lorenzo
    作曲 : Jeffrey Atkins & Irving Lorenzo & Marcus Vest
    (ja rule)
    Yeah, uh, ja rule uh uh uh
    Here to talk about the lost one
    It's a damn shame
    shakin that ass, shakin that ass, yo, huh
    (chorus: ja rule)
    Lost little girl
    I seen how love can turn to lust inside a
    Lost little girl
    I seen how pain can turn to trust within a
    Lost little girl
    She can get a man to do anything but she's a
    Lost little girl
    This ***y thing is only 17 and she's a
    Lost little girl
    (verse 1: ja rule)
    I admit i get a lot of love from women
    It's only cause if i put that thug lovin in them
    It's hard as a mitten
    Gotta hit the club and bang out
    Song after song till i end up in the wrong route
    Tank top, sweat it out
    Where she's shakin that ass shakin that ass
    And got her breast pressed to the glass
    Strobe lights flashin
    That x is kickin in
    And i'm orderin the chrissy open bottles of tin
    On our stairway to heaven baby bring a friend
    Putaya sayin, **** in a stretch benz
    You know me i like it wet, rode slowly
    By the way baby, how old is you codie
    You lookin a little young to me
    And how many you had that girl on, two or three
    It's a damn shame
    But she coulda had the world
    And now she's nothing more than a
    (chorus)
    (verse 2: ja rule)
    Chill little girl put up in a world of confusion
    Pop was abusin one of gods children
    Can't wait for losin my soul is dead
    And she's feelin like her worth is between her legs
    She start ******* ****** and learn to show'em respect
    They a father figure she honor love and protect
    To your down ass *****
    One you could cuddle up and wile out with
    We call it thug love
    Hot *** and hard drugs was a thing of the past
    But look here murder inc ***** bringin it back
    We got them stressed strung out beatin to be hung out
    Cry in their crib backs when they say why
    Would i get involved with ******
    Involved with killaz
    Involved with dealers
    Involved with ****** that make millions
    She coulda had it all including the world
    Now she's nothing more than a
    (chorus)
    (verse 3: ja rule)
    She's in danger now, she aint livin her life right
    She got a man but her mans livin his own life
    With his wife and kids his crib and bonne villes
    The benz that only spins on them chroamy wheels
    What has he done for you lately
    Only remind you of when them times a little bit rider
    A **** and hes crazy and will reminds us
    And then he hit you with that one last promise
    You want it to be the truth so bad
    You lookin in his eye and your cryin, sayin he aint lyin
    But you know he is
    But your reluctant for punishment
    And you know pain is love
    So whats wrong with sufferin
    The hard times have past, the good times are comin (cumin)
    All over your chest baby thats how your lovin it
    And its sad cause you coulda had the world
    Now your nothin but a
    (chorus)
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
  • 作词 : Atkins, Aurelius, Lorenzo
    作曲 : Jeffrey Atkins & Irving Lorenzo & Marcus Vest
    (ja rule)
    Yeah, uh, ja rule uh uh uh
    Here to talk about the lost one
    It's a damn shame
    shakin that ass, shakin that ass, yo, huh
    (chorus: ja rule)
    Lost little girl
    I seen how love can turn to lust inside a
    Lost little girl
    I seen how pain can turn to trust within a
    Lost little girl
    She can get a man to do anything but she's a
    Lost little girl
    This ***y thing is only 17 and she's a
    Lost little girl
    (verse 1: ja rule)
    I admit i get a lot of love from women
    It's only cause if i put that thug lovin in them
    It's hard as a mitten
    Gotta hit the club and bang out
    Song after song till i end up in the wrong route
    Tank top, sweat it out
    Where she's shakin that ass shakin that ass
    And got her breast pressed to the glass
    Strobe lights flashin
    That x is kickin in
    And i'm orderin the chrissy open bottles of tin
    On our stairway to heaven baby bring a friend
    Putaya sayin, **** in a stretch benz
    You know me i like it wet, rode slowly
    By the way baby, how old is you codie
    You lookin a little young to me
    And how many you had that girl on, two or three
    It's a damn shame
    But she coulda had the world
    And now she's nothing more than a
    (chorus)
    (verse 2: ja rule)
    Chill little girl put up in a world of confusion
    Pop was abusin one of gods children
    Can't wait for losin my soul is dead
    And she's feelin like her worth is between her legs
    She start ******* ****** and learn to show'em respect
    They a father figure she honor love and protect
    To your down ass *****
    One you could cuddle up and wile out with
    We call it thug love
    Hot *** and hard drugs was a thing of the past
    But look here murder inc ***** bringin it back
    We got them stressed strung out beatin to be hung out
    Cry in their crib backs when they say why
    Would i get involved with ******
    Involved with killaz
    Involved with dealers
    Involved with ****** that make millions
    She coulda had it all including the world
    Now she's nothing more than a
    (chorus)
    (verse 3: ja rule)
    She's in danger now, she aint livin her life right
    She got a man but her mans livin his own life
    With his wife and kids his crib and bonne villes
    The benz that only spins on them chroamy wheels
    What has he done for you lately
    Only remind you of when them times a little bit rider
    A **** and hes crazy and will reminds us
    And then he hit you with that one last promise
    You want it to be the truth so bad
    You lookin in his eye and your cryin, sayin he aint lyin
    But you know he is
    But your reluctant for punishment
    And you know pain is love
    So whats wrong with sufferin
    The hard times have past, the good times are comin (cumin)
    All over your chest baby thats how your lovin it
    And its sad cause you coulda had the world
    Now your nothin but a
    (chorus)
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl
    Lost little girl