Badu Erykah Tyrone Lyrics

Tyrone Lyrics

[Erykah] "Lets See How Ya'll Groove to this"

 "Alright"

 I'm gettin' tired of your shit

 You don't never buy me nothin'

 See Everytime you come around

 You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, & Tyrone

 See why can't we be by ourselves, sometimes

 See I've been having this on my mind

 For a long time

 I just want it to be

 You and me

 Like It used to be, Baby

 But ya don't know how to act

 So matter of fact

 [Chorus]

 I think ya better call Tyrone

 (Call Him)

 And Tell him come on, Help you get your Shit (Come On, Come on)

 You need to Call Tyrone

 (Call Him)

 And tell him I said come on

 Now everytime I ask you for a little cash

 You say no and turn right around and ask me for some ass

 Oh, Well hold up

 Listen partna

 I ain't no cheap thrill

 Cause Miss Badu is always comin' for real

 And you know the deal

 Everytime we go somewhere

 I gotta reach down in my purse

 To pay your way and your homeboys way

 And sometimes your cousin's way

 They don't never have to pay

 Don't have no cars

 Hang around in bars

 Try to hang around with stars

 Like Badu

 I'm gon' tell you the truth

 Show and prove

 or get the boot

 I think ya better, (Erykah Badu-He, he he)

 (Call Him)

 And tell him come on

 Help you get your shit

 You need to call Tyrone

 (Call Him)

 [Erykah Badu]"Hold On"

 But ya can't use my phone