Salaam Remi, Amy Winehouse, Nas - Find My Love lyrics
Amy Winehouse [Amy Jade Winehouse] Southgate, London, England 🇬🇧
Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Salaam Remi, Amy Winehouse, Nas - Find My Love lyrics]
Hey, oh yeah
Hey, oh
I'm feeling good, like I should, but, yo
Got money on my mind but I
Still can't find my love
Got money on my mind but I
Still can't find my love
Dear past, present, and future
The rappin' Fela Kuti
Pockets fat like ya booty
I love it when it's juicy
So meet me at Sweet Chick, the private booth
You got that mac-n-cheese
I swear you're lovin' the truth
Sundays were made for me and you
Farmer's market, play the pool
Curl up on the couch
Watch a documentary or two
Smoke curl around my mouth
Exhale then put it out don't wanna go out
I need a girl up in this house
Oops correction
I need a woman that know peace
Of mind's a real bag a true love I never had
So what the hell am I lookin' for?
Someone who's not bossy and not insecure
Your smile could cure cancer
Your frown could start a world war
Somebody to join me while I'm
Sitting at the shore, sure
Yo, I got money on my mind but
I still can't find my love, yeah
I got money on my mind but
I still can't find my love
Sexy in her clothes
Can't 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, I'm doin' more than alright
Alright, try to figure why am I the
Guy they can't get rid of
I saw friends come to an abrupt end
I'm outspoken
Yeah, hella money on my mind but
I still can't find my love no love, Amy
Yeah yeah, Virgo ting, man
Salaam!
Yeah but I still can't find my love
(It's a mood right here)
But I still can't find my love (It's a mood)
Hey, oh
I'm feeling good, like I should, but, yo
Got money on my mind but I
Still can't find my love
Got money on my mind but I
Still can't find my love
Dear past, present, and future
The rappin' Fela Kuti
Pockets fat like ya booty
I love it when it's juicy
So meet me at Sweet Chick, the private booth
You got that mac-n-cheese
I swear you're lovin' the truth
Sundays were made for me and you
Farmer's market, play the pool
Curl up on the couch
Watch a documentary or two
Smoke curl around my mouth
Exhale then put it out don't wanna go out
I need a girl up in this house
Oops correction
I need a woman that know peace
Of mind's a real bag a true love I never had
So what the hell am I lookin' for?
Someone who's not bossy and not insecure
Your smile could cure cancer
Your frown could start a world war
Somebody to join me while I'm
Sitting at the shore, sure
Yo, I got money on my mind but
I still can't find my love, yeah
I got money on my mind but
I still can't find my love
Sexy in her clothes
Can't 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, I'm doin' more than alright
Alright, try to figure why am I the
Guy they can't get rid of
I saw friends come to an abrupt end
I'm outspoken
Yeah, hella money on my mind but
I still can't find my love no love, Amy
Yeah yeah, Virgo ting, man
Salaam!
Yeah but I still can't find my love
(It's a mood right here)
But I still can't find my love (It's a mood)