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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Da Brat
Performer
Carl Lowe
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Da Brat
Lyrics
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Composer
Missy Elliott
Composer
Carl Lowe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Producer
John Haddad
Editing Engineer
Doug Delong
Assistant Engineer
Phil Tan for Anunnaki Entertainment and JD
Mixing Engineer
Kevin Lively
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Stephanie Vonarx
Mixing Engineer
Bernie Brundman
Mastering Engineer
Brian Frye
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Where my rag wearin' soldiers that
Love to watch the dough stack?
Never leave the house without their strap
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
They know just what a woman need
Keep a big bankroll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down, they ain't scared to freak, shit
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
Where my Rollie wearin' thugs who
Claim they don't love you?
But any time you want something done, they do it
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
The ball all night type
Frontin', screamin', "Thug life"
That's the type of **** I like
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
[Verse 2]
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 (That's what I'm lookin' for)
If he act right, he could hit it from behind
And we can bump and grind all night till we reach a climax
Make sure you leave a fat stack for Brat
Till you come back for more
Six pack surroundin' 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 ho (That's what I'm lookin' for)
Wherever I go, stack dough
I'm looking for a **** bro that ain't broke
If it's time to lick off shots he don't trust
Even know how to flip cocaine, and when the funds is low
For the show stopper, this is for the know nadas
Shit get mo' hotter, **** holla my name
They follow me when I'm drivin' the Range
And wait for me to finish performin' backstage
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
Never have a **** yawnin'
When they keep up with the shorty
Weed pumpin' as strong as me
Gotta be the ball all night type
I like it every minute when he charmin' me
[Verse 3]
Where my rag wearin' soldiers that
Love to watch the dough stack?
Never leave the house without their strap
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
They know just what a woman need
Keep a big bankroll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down, they ain't scared to freak, shit
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
Where my Rollie wearin' thugs who
Claim they don't love you?
But any time you want something done, they do it
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
The ball all night type
Frontin', screamin', "Thug life"
That's the type of **** I like
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
[Verse 4]
Stretch out your arms
Flip out your wrists
Let me see what they hit for
I'm fixin' to know if you can afford to cop
A couple of them things for your girl to rock
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
When we steppin' in the door, we killin' 'em
Let the heads know we ain't feelin' them
Or affiliated with them
I glisten and glow, .38 caliber go pop
**** 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 (That's what I'm lookin' for )
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 feelin' me, rich now
I can't afford to sit down, get bored if
I got hits out, **** need big clout
Don't crowd my space if we dip out
Runnin' with some other **** face, he don't trip out
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
Never leave the house without weed and a Glock
Even got keys to the spot to drop the P.O. box
And in the drawer when he find his underwear
I keep a fresh do rag in his hair
[Verse 5]
Where my rag wearin' soldiers that
Love to watch the dough stack?
Never leave the house without their strap
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
They know just what a woman need
Keep a big bankroll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down, they ain't scared to freak, shit
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
Where my Rollie wearin' thugs who
Claim they don't love you?
But any time you want something done, they do it
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
The ball all night type
Frontin', screamin', "Thug life"
That's the type of **** I like
(That's what I'm lookin' for)
[Verse 6]
That's what I'm lookin' for
That's what I'm lookin' for
That's what I'm lookin' for
That's what I'm lookin' for
Written by: Carl Lowe, Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri Mauldin, Missy Elliott