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ended - paul lyrics

riding dirty with my ’88 mustang it’s 30
stormi tyga’s kid, stop lying kylie
it’s 4:44 and i’m sipping on lemonade
talk all you want but up close n personal, you afriad
d-mn, i’m overly dedicated i can’t be controlled
sold moulded gold for a dollar profit, lord behold
know who’s the illest ever like the greatest story told
walked through my high school’s hall to get to the bathroom stall
then some guy called paul threw a ball at my face took my briefcase
and smashed my guitar, he walked off smoking a cigar, i said au revoir
next day came along, walked behind this latino chick and stared at her thong
sat through english cl-ss writing songs
i went up to paul during lunch cause i was feeling strong
before i said a word sh-t went wrong
felt like i needed ped like an armstrong
he said beat it you don’t belong
i went to the janitors room grabbed a broom turned on that dmx tune and put a mask on like doom
went to the lunch room and shoved the broom up paul’s -ss
it got stuck so he went to the nurse instead of gym cl-ss
he was hospitalized for a few but never came back to school
and that was the last i saw of paul

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