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  • 作词 : Da Brat, Dupri
    (Brat) Hey
    JD why you always be saying oh (oh)
    Is that like frozen *******t?
    You just walk in and say oh *******t
    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 *******
    And when it's time to go down
    They ain't scared to freak, *******t
    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 *******
    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 *******ne the *******
    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 ******
    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 ******* 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
    *******t get mo' hotter, ******* holla my name
    They follow me when
    I hop in the
    Range And wait for me to finish performing backstage
    Never have ******* yawning
    You think he ******* with
    Sean ******* 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 *******
    And when it's time to go down
    They ain't scared to freak, *******t
    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 *******
    I like (Show me something *******)
    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 ‘em
    Let the heads know we ain't feeling them
    Or affiliated with them
    I glisten and glow, 38 karat my gold pipe
    *******s 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 with
    Brat Watch dough stack
    Been broke
    I'm not going back
    Nope, need to know how to surround a ******* with stability
    Get down, ******* they be feelin' me, rich now
    I can't afford to sit down, get bored
    If we got hits out ******* need big clout
    Don't crowd my space if we dip out
    Running in some other *******'s face he don't trip out
    Never leave the house without ******* and a glock
    Even got keys to the spot to drop the
    PO Box And in the drawer where he find his underwear
    I keep a fresh do rag in his hair
    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 *******
    And when it's time to go down
    They ain't scared to freak, *******t
    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 *******
    I like 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
    That's what
    I'm looking for
  • 作词 : Da Brat, Dupri
    (Brat) Hey
    JD why you always be saying oh (oh)
    Is that like frozen *******t?
    You just walk in and say oh *******t
    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 *******
    And when it's time to go down
    They ain't scared to freak, *******t
    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 *******
    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 *******ne the *******
    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 ******
    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 ******* 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
    *******t get mo' hotter, ******* holla my name
    They follow me when
    I hop in the
    Range And wait for me to finish performing backstage
    Never have ******* yawning
    You think he ******* with
    Sean ******* 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 *******
    And when it's time to go down
    They ain't scared to freak, *******t
    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 *******
    I like (Show me something *******)
    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 ‘em
    Let the heads know we ain't feeling them
    Or affiliated with them
    I glisten and glow, 38 karat my gold pipe
    *******s 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 with
    Brat Watch dough stack
    Been broke
    I'm not going back
    Nope, need to know how to surround a ******* with stability
    Get down, ******* they be feelin' me, rich now
    I can't afford to sit down, get bored
    If we got hits out ******* need big clout
    Don't crowd my space if we dip out
    Running in some other *******'s face he don't trip out
    Never leave the house without ******* and a glock
    Even got keys to the spot to drop the
    PO Box And in the drawer where he find his underwear
    I keep a fresh do rag in his hair
    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 *******
    And when it's time to go down
    They ain't scared to freak, *******t
    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 *******
    I like 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
    That's what
    I'm looking for