find my love (feat. NAS & Amy winehouse)

Hey, oh
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Yeah
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Hey, oh
Im feeling good, like I should, but, yo
Got money on my mind
But I still cant find my love
Got money on my mind
But I still cant find my love
Dear past, present, and future,
The rappin Fela Kuti
Pockets fat like ya booty,
I love it when its juicy
So meet me at Sweet Chick,
The private booth
You got that mac-n-cheese,
I swear youre lovin the truth
Sundays were made for me and you
Farmers market, play the pool
Curl up on the couch,
Watch a documentary or two
Smoke curl around my mouth,
Exhale then put it out
Dont wanna go out,
I need a girl up in this house
Oops... correction
I need a woman that know
Peace of minds a real bag
A true love I never had
So what the hell am I lookin for?
Someone whos not bossy and not insecure
Your smile could cure cancer,
Your frown could start a world war
Somebody to join me while
Im sitting at the shore, sure
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Yo, I got money on my mind
But I still cant find my love, yeah
I got money on my mind
But I still cant find my love
Sexy in her clothes,
Cant wait to get them off
Lames slide in your DMs,
We laughin at them boys
Comfortable in the Benz,
You comfortable while I make ends
Not the jealous type,
You comfortable in ya own skin
Funny now, they wanna hear from me, weird
Been away six years,
The kid is still hungry
Runnin through these courses of life,
Divorced the ex-wife
Made more money,
Im doin more than alright
Alright, try to figure why am
I the guy they cant get rid of
I saw friends come to an abrupt end,
Im outspoken
Yeah, hella money on my mind
But I still cant find my love
No love, Amy
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Yeah
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Yeah, Virgo ting, man
Salaam!
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Yeah...
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But I still cant find my love
(Its a mood right here)
But I still cant find my love
(Its a mood)