Da Brat
That's What I'm Looking For


Brat 
Hey JD, why you be saying oh, oh 
Is that like flossin' shit? 
You just like walk in and so people say, oh shit, 
it's him 
Bounce to this, come on 

1- Where my rag wearing soldiers 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 a woman need 
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of weed 
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 
(That's what I'm looking for) 

Uh I get high, get mine 
I like a thug in my life to get by 
That's why I spit shine the pussy 
'Till it get tight and fine 
He push me over to the other side 
If he act right he could hit it from behind 
We can bump and grind 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, pave the road 
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 trust 
Even know how to flip cocaine and 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 
Gotta 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'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 'em 
Let the heads know we ain't feeling them 
Or affiliated with them 
I glisten and glow, 38 caliber go pop 
Niggas that wanna show off 
Don't just stop 
My soldier's not having that 
I'm 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 can't 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 and 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's what I'm looking for 
That's what I'm looking for 
That's what I'm looking for 
That's what I'm looking for