Looking for Love
That nigga had him some
Passed me some
Cracked some rum
Got fucked up
He said some of yall niggas have all the luck
If I had half the math i'd pass the buck
A yo bus
You think this ain't heaven for Bill Gates
Gods stallin
You think we got time to wait
I'll subscribe to your tribe
If there's money to make
I ain't a crook for the look
I don't steal I take
I went to work late
Brain was half baked
The world was in town
Cat's from every race
I stepped to one curious
Just to introduce
And this bastard turned
Gun cocked ready to shoot
I said whoa
Take it slow we don't carry no loot
And as a matter of fact
I hate this place more than you
Just rollin ya'll
Anything to prolong the hurt
It's bad enough I had to come
But I ain't dyin at work
But he said
No one but me has to die and I just
Just wanted someone to know why
Realize that this soldier
Ain't older than 25
No killer ya'll just tested and tried
I said, gimme the gun
I know where you from
A place called alone and can I come
He backed up shot in the air said not now
No nigga you can't talk me down
Everybody say they love me
But where are they now
And this wasn't how it was supposed to go down
I went, Lookin for Love and look what I found
Blaow!
Passed me some
Cracked some rum
Got fucked up
He said some of yall niggas have all the luck
If I had half the math i'd pass the buck
A yo bus
You think this ain't heaven for Bill Gates
Gods stallin
You think we got time to wait
I'll subscribe to your tribe
If there's money to make
I ain't a crook for the look
I don't steal I take
I went to work late
Brain was half baked
The world was in town
Cat's from every race
I stepped to one curious
Just to introduce
And this bastard turned
Gun cocked ready to shoot
I said whoa
Take it slow we don't carry no loot
And as a matter of fact
I hate this place more than you
Just rollin ya'll
Anything to prolong the hurt
It's bad enough I had to come
But I ain't dyin at work
But he said
No one but me has to die and I just
Just wanted someone to know why
Realize that this soldier
Ain't older than 25
No killer ya'll just tested and tried
I said, gimme the gun
I know where you from
A place called alone and can I come
He backed up shot in the air said not now
No nigga you can't talk me down
Everybody say they love me
But where are they now
And this wasn't how it was supposed to go down
I went, Lookin for Love and look what I found
Blaow!
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Writer(s): David Coverdale, John Sykes
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