[Intro: Amy Winehouse & Nas]
Hey, oh
Yeah
Hey, oh
I'm feeling good, like I should, but, yo
[Chorus: Nas]
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
[Verse 1: Nas]
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
Hey, oh
Yeah
Hey, oh
I'm feeling good, like I should, but, yo
[Chorus: Nas]
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
[Verse 1: Nas]
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
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