Aasim, Diddy – Dirty Money - Someone to Love Me lyrics

'Ight so we 'bout to close this thing out
All star fashion
But right now, I wanna do a lil' shout
Shout out to my nigga, Far
For doin' this mo'fuckin' mixtape with me
Shout out to my nigga, Kyle, at DatPiffcom
If your mixtape is on DatPiff
And Kyle is reppin' it
Then he's sayin' somethin'
Coast 2 Coast DJs, cool runnin'
DJs, trill DJs, jazzy DJs, and the fleet DJs
Y'knamsayin and you know I can't leave
Out my Social Club Entertainment young Dot
Shout out to Saint
Shout out to my nigga, Frankie
Shout out to my nigga
Nell, Cuzzo, EverybodyHatesChris, sessions
And all y'all niggas, and my
Nigga, Wize G, what up, boy? I see you
Let's do it, yeah
Feel the bass, talk to 'em (Uh)


It's that Dirty Money motherfuckers (Uh)
It's that Dirty Money motherfuckers
(yeah, yeah)
It's that Dirty Money motherfuckers
It's the Dirty Money motherfuckers (Uh)
Somebody feel mе (Uh)

Looking for someone to love mе
Now, now, now I'm looking for
Someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah dJ Far

Look, fresh off the stoop
Bulletproof two cannons
Doug E fresh fade, gold tooth
And New Balance in the food chain of life
I starve and crave violence
My blue veins pumps the blood
Of a brave heart
Will Wallace, snatch jewels, and take wallets
I'm lookin' for love I'll
Hold a heartbeat hostage
Still I'm king of my forest
Sing the song of young Simba
Axe murderer, chop limbs, and yell, "Timber!"
Enter the mind of a Columbine ninja
Two shotguns, black trench coat, and liquor
Sicker than the thoughts of a pedophile nigga
I'm a natural born, Aries born, zodiac Killer
You woulda think my mama woulda
Told me that quicker

Looking for someone to love me
Now, now, now I'm looking for
Someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah

In my book of life
A brand new chapter's on the next page
Girl want diamonds and pearls
Plus the rent paid diddy, say
"I love you but you gotta do your own shit"
Broke at the club
Who the fuck I'm goin' home with?
So I'm out, lookin' for love, like a wino
A brown paper bag with a half empty bottle
My last dollar left, shit
I spent it on the lotto
I promise myself today 'cause
I ain't promised tomorrow
Headphones on tryna drown out the sorrow
Jets motors in tryna pound out a model
And I love to feel the hate
Radiate from a jealous nigga
Still I'm lookin for that love
That excels a nigga

Looking for someone to love me
Now, now, now I'm looking for
Someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah

Ayo I'm lookin', one eye crooked
Drugs cookin'
And a dirty spoon, countin' my blessin's
Gotta a dirty money
Attitude aggressive like a pit
'Cause life's the pit's and if I
Should die before I'm rich
I'ma be madder than shit on
The bottom of new kicks
On the bottom's a new pro'lem
Pro'lems gotta be fixed
My chest don't pump no fear, I'm like a tiger
In the projects in Harlem
My growl rattle the fences
Cops try to target my skin color relentless
Three strikes sentence you years
For first offenses drama with baby mama got
My blood pressure bustin'
My new bitch, I love her, but can't please
Her for nothin' tax pro'lems
Hard to get a break from the collectors
Hot 'cause I know Barack
Won't win another election
First black president, last man standin'
And I'm lookin' for somebody to love me
God damn it

Looking for someone to love me
Now, now, now I'm looking for
Someone to love me, yeah-eah-eah

Everybody needs somebody to love 'em
Feel me? yeah feel the bass come on