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

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

Where my rag soldiers that
to watch the dough stack
Never the house without their strap
That's I'm looking for

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

Where my Rolley wearing who
Claim they love you
But any time you something done, they do it
That's I'm looking for

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

I get high, get
I like a in my life to get by
That's why I spit shine the
'Til it get and fine
He me over 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 a phat sack for Brat
Till you back for more

Six surrounding my belly hole, it's tight
You gotta tell me so
So Def is the way I flow
Made to blow, the road
Unfadable, to save your hoe

Wherever I go, dough
I'm looking for a nigga roll, that ain't
If it's time to lick of he don't choke
Even know how to 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 I drivin' the range
And for me to finish performing backstage

have a nigga yawning
When they keep up with the
pumping as strong as me
Gotta be the ball-all-night
I it every minute when he charmin' me

Where my rag wearing that
to watch the dough stack
Never leave the 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 time to go down 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 you want something done, they do it
That's I'm looking for

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

Stretch out your arms, flip out wrists
Let me see to hit for
I'm to know if you can afford to cop
A couple of dem thangs for your to rock
When we in the door we killing em
Let the know we ain't feeling them
Or with them

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

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

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

Where my rag wearing soldiers
Love to watch the dough
Never leave the house without strap
what I'm looking for

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

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

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

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