Da Brat - That's What I'm Looking For Lyrics

(Brat) Hey JD why you always be saying oh (oh)
Is that like frozen shit?
You just walk in and say oh shit
Bounce to this, come on

Where my rag wearing soldiers at?
That love to watch the dough stack
Never leave the house without their strap
That's what I'm looking for
They know just what I want and need
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of weed
And when it's time to go down
They ain't scared to freak, shit
That's what I'm looking for
Where my Roley wearing thugs who
Claim they don't love you
But any time you want something done they do it
That's what I'm looking for
The ball all night type
Frontin' screaming thug life
That's the type of nigga I like
That's what I'm looking for

Uh I get high, get mine
I like a thug in my life to get by
This is why I spit shine the pussy
Till it get tight and
Body he push me over to the other side
If he act right he can hit it from behind
And we can bump all night till we reach a climax
Make sure you leave a phat sack for Brat
Till you come back for more
Six pack surrounding my belly hole it's tight
You ain't gotta tell me So
So Def is the way that I flow
Made to blow, made to hold
Unfadable, capable to save your hoe
Wherever I go, stack dough
I'm looking for a nigga roll, that ain't broke
If its time to lick of shots he don't choke
Even know how to flip coke
And ready to let the punches blow
For the show stopper, this is for the know nadas
Shit get mo' hotter, nigga holla my name
They follow me when I hop in the Range
And wait for me to finish performing backstage
Never have nigga yawning
You think he fucking with Sean
Weed pumping as strong as me
Gotta be the baller all night
Tough I like it
I admit it when he charming me

Where my rag wearing soldiers at?
That love to watch the dough stack
Never leave the house without their strap
That's what I'm looking for
They know just what I want and need
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of weed
And when it's time to go down
They ain't scared to freak, shit
That's what I'm looking for
Where my Rolley wearing thugs who
Claim they don't love you
But any time you want something done they do it
That's what I'm looking for
The ball all night type
Frontin' screaming thug life
That's the type of nigga I like
(Show me something nigga)
That's what I'm looking for

Stretch out your arms
Flip out your wrists
Let me see what to hit for
I'm fixing to know if you can afford to cop
A couple of dem thangs for your girl to rock
When we stepping in the door we killing
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