Da Brat - That´s What I´m Looking For lyrics

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Brat
Hey JD, why you be saying oh, oh
Is that like flossin´ shit?
You just like walk in & so people say, oh shit, it is him
Bounce to this, c´mon

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Where my rag wearing soldiers that
Love to watch the dough stack
Never leave the house without their strap (That is what I am looking for)
They know just what a woman need
Keep a big bank roll & a bag of weed
When it is time to go down they aint scared to freak, shit (That is what I am looking for)
Where my Rolley wearing thugs who
Claim they do not love you
But any time you want smth done, they do it (That is what I am looking for)
The ball all night type
Frontin´, screaming, thug life
That is the type of nigga I like (That is what I am looking for)

Uh I get high, get mine
I like a thug in my life to get by
That is why I spit shine the pussy
´Until it get tight & fine
He push me over to the other side
If he act right he could hit it from behind
We can bump & grind all night ´until we reach a climax
Make sure you leave a phat sack for Brat
Until you come back for more
Six pack surrounding my belly hole, it is tight
You aint have got to tell me So
So Def is the way that I flow
Made to blow, pave the road
Unfadable, capable to save your hoe
Wherever I go, stack dough
I am looking for a nigga roll, that aint broke
If its time to lick of shots he don´t trust
Even know how to flip cocaine & when the funds is low
For the show stopper, this for the know nadas
Shit get mo´ hotter, nigga holla my name
They follow me when I drivin´ the Range
And wait for me to finish performing backstage
Never have a nigga yawning
When they keep up with the shorty
Weed pumping as strong as me
Have got to be the ball all night type
I like it every minute when he charmin´ me

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Stretch out your arms
Flip out your wrists
Let me see what to hit for
I am 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 ‘em
Let the heads know we aint feeling them
Or affiliated with them
I glisten & glow, 38 caliber go pop
Niggas that want to show off
Don´t just stop
My soldier´s not having that
I am looking for a thug that´ll kill for Brat
And make million dollar deals for Brat
And pay some of the bills for Brat
And just chill for Brat
Watch dough stack, been broke, am I goin´ back? Nope
Need to know how to surround a bitch with stability
Get down, bitches, if he feel me, rich now
I cannot afford to sit down, get bored if
We got hits out nigga need big clout
Don´t crowd my space if we dip out
Running with some other nigga face he don´t trip out
Never leave the house without weed & a glock
Even got keys to the spot to drop the PO Box
And in the drawer when he find his underwear
I keep a fresh do rag in his hair

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That is what I am looking for
That is what I am looking for
That is what I am looking for
That is what I am looking for

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