letra de lost and found - lloyd st claire
{intro}
ohh yeah
running in from the back yo
from the back yo yeah
{chorus}
want a diamond on my wrist
gonna make you people dance
like you gonna finna drown
if you keep talking
we goin run up on your clique
want the money and the fame
and she posted a kick
like we in a ball game
imma run-up to set
like i’m lost and i’m found (lost and i’m found)
i stay posted on a jet cause
i can’t touch the ground
imma buss out with a tec
when the money make a sound
i don’t care bout what you say
when i’m not around
[verse}
i’m switching on you
like you’re gonna miss (gonna miss)
i see you drumming in your mentions
now you running off
we like sp-ce x in the building
so we taking off
i see the dummy in the mirror
who goin run it all
imma beat it like a monster
flexing on a winner
cut a little bit off (off)
wrist so good
got a million on course
got my whip so good
now me whipping up sauce
we done drove and lean
with the hitters in the back
dash out through the scene
running now he counting laps
for the bro’s imma get it
till that money jump back
pop-out with the n-strike
darts be going splat
{bridge}
new sign on your doorstep (oh no)
i ringing i waiting till the door breaks (breaks)
i be searching in green top (green top)
looking for these blue faces blue faces
where the feet stop
liftoff and you know i won’t change
blues with the clues
want some money and a range
blue stay cool you know
that dog he not derranged
had a moment for a minute
told me keep my head straight
with a kodak keep it black
never going the wrong way
i be rushing i be swinging
tryna keep them all away (all away)
i be fighting with demands
tryna keep them at bay
i be gunning in the mission
tryna move it everyday
{chorus}
want a diamond on my wrist
gonna make you people dance
like you gonna finna drown
if you keep talking
we goin run up on your clique
want the money and the fame
and she posted a kick
like we in a ball game
imma run-up to set
like i’m lost and i’m found (lost and i’m found)
i stay posted on a jet cause
i can’t touch the ground
imma buss out with a tec
when the money make a sound
i don’t care bout what you say
when i’m not around
{outro}
want a diamond on my wrist
gonna make you people dance
like you gonna finna drown
if you keep talking
we goin run up on your clique
want the money and the fame
and she posted a kick
like we in a ball game
imma run-up to set
like i’m lost and i’m found
i stay posted on a jet cause
i can’t touch the ground
imma buss out with a tec
when the money make a sound
i don’t care bout what you say
when i’m not around
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