Erykah Badu "Tyrone" letra

Tyrone

Alright

I'm gettin tired of your shitYou don't never buy me nothin'See every time you come aroundYou got to bring Jim, James, Paul and Tyrone

See why can't we be by ourselves sometimesSee I've been having this on my mind for a long timeI just want it to be you and me like it used to be, babyBut you don't know how to act, so matter fact

I think you better call Tyrone(Call him)And tell him come on, help you get your shit(Come on, come on, come on)You need to call Tyrone(Call him)And tell him I said come on

Now every time I ask you for a little cashYou say no but turn right around and ask me for some assOh well hold up listen partner I ain't no cheap thrill'Cuz Miss Badu's always comin for real, you know the deal nigga

Every time we go somewhereI gotta reach down in my purseTo pay your way and your homeboys wayAnd sometimes your cousin's way

They don't never have to payDon't have no cars, hang around in barsTry to hang around with starsLike Badu I'm gonna tell you the truthShow improve, or hit the boot

I think you better call himAnd tell him come on, help you get your shit(Come on, come on, come on)You need to call Tyrone(Call him)But you can't use my phone

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