MC Lyte - Lil Paul Lyrics

Hey, yo
Bust the move when shit get type critical
F*ck all of that gettin' sentimental
Yeh we f*cked and you didn't even call
But that's all right
'Cause I'm doin' your boy Paul
In and out
Scoop troop, yo, he rocked it
He could have put my pumpum in his pocket
That's how dope shit was
You need to give him a buzz
Learn somethin' 'cause
Not sayin' that you didn't hit it 'cause you did it
But shit was so wack
I might as well forget it
But 'Lil Paul, he did me off so well
I couldn't wait to call just to tell
How he did the poka poke with the long strokes
I guess that's only meant for the strong folks
Two can play at that game
That's how you wanna act
Now that I came right, f*ck it I ain't coming back

Yeah, we did it
You didn't call
That's all right
I'm doin' your boy Paul
Yeah, we did it
You didn't call
That's all right
I'm doin' your boy Paul
Yeah, we did it
You didn't call
He did the poka poke with the long strokes

It's for sure
Paul, he ain't no amateur
Cold freaked my cheeks from the bed to the kitchen floor
I thought it would be hard doin' your friend in the sack
But now I got the knack and guess what he calls back
Now me and Paul, we been buttin' it all the time
Don't know his last name, don't give a f*ck about his sign
Me and him, we got this OPP thing
It's just a fling
He ain't tryin' to push up a ring
On my finger 'cause that shit is dead
Have you heard what I said?
If not, ask the dread
When you talk of marriage, honey, you just ruin it
I'm not goin' to be able to do it
They say 'Lil Paul is small
That's not true at all
In fact, as I recall
Paul is quite tall
What's sad and also the downfall
Is you, my brother, was the smallest one of all

Yeah, we did it
You didn't call
That's all right
I'm doin' your boy Paul
Yeah, we did it
You didn't call
That's all right
I'm doin' your boy Paul
Yeah, we did it
You didn't call
He did the poka poke with the long strokes

I've said only bad things, here goes another
I was too through with you, I was ready to do your brother
He's so young, he ain't dumb, but he's cute though
But in the end, my friend, I decided to take this route so
Never ask Paul where he's going Friday
'Cause nine times out of ten he's comin' around my way
Even though Paul and I remain friends
Every now and then he'll come and spend the weekend
Forgive me if it seems I'm rubbin' it in your face
Far be it from me to put you back in your place
You shouldn't have tried to play me 'cause I'm not like any other
Come home from work and I'll be doin' your little brother
Shame it had to happen like this, we had to part
But you did me like that, now I got no heart