Lost Little Girl
(Intro: Ja Rule)
Yeah uh Ja Rule uh uh uh
Here to talk about the lost ones
Ladies
It's a damn shame
Fuckin' shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass
Yo huh
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Lost little girl
I see how love can turn to lust inside a
Lost little girl
I see 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 sexy thing is only seventeen and she's a
Lost little girl
(Verse 1: Ja Rule)
I admit, I get a lot of love from women
It's only 'cuz if I put that thug lovin' in 'em
As hard as I'm hittin', 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 bottle of ten
On our stairway to Heaven, baby bring a friend
We'll tie up some ends, fuck in a stretch Benz
You know me, I like it wet rode slowly
By the way baby, how old is your 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 nothin' more than a
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(Verse 2: Ja Rule)
Picture a little girl, caught up in a world of confusion
Pops was abusin', one of God's children
Can't win for losin', her soul is dead
And she's feelin' like her worth is between her legs
She start fuckin' niggaz, and learn to show 'em respect
They a father figure, she honor love and protect
She ya down ass bitch, one you cuddle up
And wild out with, we call it thug love
Hot sex and hard drugs, was a thing of the past
But look here Murder Inc. nigga bringin' it back
We got 'em stress, strung out, beatin' to be hung out
Cry, in their crib, askin' they selves why
Would I get involved with niggaz? involved with killaz?
Involved with dealers? involved with niggaz that make millions?
She coulda had it all includin' the world
Now she's nothin' more than a
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(Verse 3: Ja Rule)
She can't deny, that she ain't livin' her life right
She got a man, but her man's livin his own life
With his wife and kids, his crib in Bev Hill
The Benz that only spins, on them chromey wheels
What has he done for you lately? only remind you
Of when them times is a little bit brighter
A dick and you're crazy, and will remind us
And then he hit you with that one last promise
You want it to be the truth so bad, you're lookin in his eyes
And you're cryin', sayin' he ain't lyin'
When you know he is, but you're a glutton for punishment
And you know pain is love, so what's wrong with sufferin'?
The hard times have past, the good times are comin'
All over your chest, baby that's how you lovin' it
And it's sad, 'cuz you coulda had the world
Now you're nothin' but a
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[7x]
Lost little girl