
Searching For That Paper
by Og Wax
on Let's Celebrate (2016)
[Verse 1]
OG Wax always taking dabs
Never slack to take my strap, everyday before I leave my pad
Riding in that fucking lac , with a body in the back
Jump into the chevy hit the dashboard get the mask (get the mask)
Getting cash, floating fast
Loading up my golden gat, biting off rappers swag
When i'm at the parking lot
Tell the bitch to drop it like its hot
White tee going past my knees
When I hear that beat, crank that Soulja Boy
In a heart beat
Shining so much feel like Master P
Watch the body at the murder scene
See when i'm coming through your city bling bling
Bitches will do anything, during spring
Fuck you fake ass rappers I was born a king
Still sitting sideways even when i'm in the driveway
Sippin' on some sizzurp, i'm not fucking with that liquor
I'll get with some bitches and i'm fucking with their sisters
I could show them a good time with my tongue twister
[Verse 2]
Numba one stunna and she getting in my humma
Keep my name out your mouth and we got no drama
Go back to my crib and we watching futurama
Got your girl on my master bed, underwear she drop 'em
Rob the jewelry store and tell them make me a grill (make it)
Make a phone call, pay someone to kill (kill 'em)
Rapping really stacking i'm tryna pay the bills (bills)
Drinking on my lean no you can't have a refill (nope)
Spinners in my garage and they collecting dust (six years)
In HTMN with each other we always trust (always)
Rolling up some backwoods and some wax is a must (always)
You's a fine moh' fucka won't you back that ass up (back it up)
Always raise the roof at a party not a club (my castle)
Stepping up to me or even dare to fucking touch (don't do it)
Nice seeing your face you just stepped out of luck (no more)
Pull up to a snake and I stunt in my black truck (rrrrr)
[Verse 3]
Never catch me riding dirty, two of my girls always thirsty
You have to wake up real early, in my bed you'll find me buried
Under the sheets with your girl
Don't kiss up to me I got pearls on my chains hanging down low
To my louis belt buckle muscles
Getting really big, i'm not even really flexing
Don't try to play with me boy I don't even be messing
With the dab prince, got a golden smith and wesson
Stepping up to me and my team, learn your lesson
Tongue Slang Mafia we carry heavy weapon
Find where someone lives then we start our engines
We know everything we never ask a lot of questions
We see everything our strength gets to awareness
Got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one (nope)
Make it 98 cause my enemies don't have guns (pussies)
Hair so long I put it in a bun just for fun (fuck it)
Bust out a bag of coke just to make her body feel numb
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