Luyện nghe bài hát That's What I'm Looking For

Hey JD, why you be oh, oh
Is that like flossin'
You just like in and so people say
"Oh shit, him"
to this, come on

Where my rag soldiers that
Love to the dough stack
Never leave the house their strap
That's what I'm for

They just what a woman need
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of
When it's time to go down they ain't to freak, shit
That's I'm looking for

Where my wearing thugs who
they don't love you
But any time you want done, they do it
That's what I'm for

The ball-all-night
Frontin', screamin', thug
the type of nigga I like
That's what I'm for

I get high, get
I a thug in my life to get by
That's why I shine the pussy
it get tight and fine
He push me to the other side
If he act right he hit it from behind
We can bump and grind all night 'till we a climax
Make sure you leave a sack for Brat
Till you come back for

Six pack surrounding my belly hole, it's
You ain't tell me so
So Def is the way I flow
Made to blow, the road
Unfadable, capable to save hoe

Wherever I go, stack
I'm looking for a roll, that ain't broke
If it's time to lick of shots he choke
know how to flip cocaine and when the funds is low

For the show stopper, this for the know
get mo' hotter, nigga holla my name
They follow me when I the range
And wait for me to finish backstage

Never have a nigga
When they up with the shorty
pumping as strong as me
Gotta be the type
I like it every when he charmin' me

Where my rag soldiers that
Love to watch the dough
leave the house without their strap
That's what I'm for

They just what a woman need
Keep a big roll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go they ain't scared to freak, shit
That's what I'm for

my Rolley wearing thugs who
Claim don't love you
But any time you want done, they do it
That's what I'm for

The type
Frontin', screamin', thug
That's the of nigga I like
That's what I'm for

Stretch out arms, flip out your wrists
Let me see to hit for
I'm to know if you can afford to cop
A couple of dem thangs for girl to rock
When we stepping in the door we em
Let the heads know we feeling them
Or affiliated them

I and glow, 38 caliber go pop
that wanna show off, don't just stop
My soldier's not having
I'm looking for a thug that'll for Brat
And make million dollar for Brat
And pay some of the for Brat
And chill for Brat

Watch stack, been broke, am I goin' back? Nope
Need to know how to surround a with stability
Get down, bitches, if he me, rich now
I afford to sit down, get bored if
We got hits out nigga need big
Don't crowd my if we dip out
Running with other nigga face he don't trip out

Never the house without weed and a glock
Even got keys to the to drop the PO Box
And in the when he find his underwear
I keep a fresh do rag in his

Where my rag soldiers that
Love to watch the stack
leave the house without their strap
That's what I'm for

They know just a woman need
a big bank roll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down ain't scared to freak, shit
That's what I'm for

Where my wearing thugs who
Claim don't love you
But any you want something done, they do it
That's I'm looking for

The ball-all-night
Frontin', screamin', life
That's the type of I like
That's what I'm for

what I'm looking for
That's I'm looking for
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That's I'm looking for