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Tell your boys to find another place to watch the fightĪnd go and tell it to the preacher man haīut first I think ya need to call Tyrone (call him)Īnd tell him come on help you get your shit I don't give a damn if I'm right or wrong
I'm here to let you know that what I feel is real So I think you better call Tyrone (call him) Oh well hold up listen partna I ain't no cheap thrillĬuz Miss Badu's always comin for real, you know the deal nigga You say no but turn right around and ask me for some ass Now every time I ask you for a little cash I think you better call Tyrone (call him)Īnd tell him come on, help you get your shit
I just want it to be you and me like it used to be, babyīut you don't know how to act, so matter fact See I've been having this on my mind for a long time Tyrone (Extended Version) Lyrics: Alright then / Verse 1: / Im gettin tired of your shit / You dont never buy me nothin / And every time you come around. Now why can't we be by ourselves sometimes You got to bring Jim, James, Paul and Tyrone Music Title/Track: Tyrone (Extended Version) Oh take my pills pay my bills I'm here to let you know that what I feel is real day to day life with you is no thrill it's getting late no time to wait get go on so I can meditate hummm.Song Lyrics Erykah Badu - Tyrone (Extended Version) Įrykah Badu Singer Lyrics > So I think you better call Tyrone (call him) and tell him come on, help you get your shit you need to call Tyrone (call him) but you can't use my phone When we all went out to eat you made me ride in the backseat now that ain't right child I said that ain't right child no You need to call Tyrone (Call Him) Erykah BaduHold On. Now every time I ask you for a little cash you say no but turn right around and ask me for some ass oh well hold up listen partna I ain't no cheap thrill cuz Miss Badu's always comin for real, you know the deal niggaĮverytime we go somewhere i gosta reach down in my purse to pay your way and your homeboys way and sometimes your cousin's way I think ya better, (Erykah Badu-He, he he) (Call Him) And tell him come on. I think you better call Tyrone (call him) And tell him come on, help you get your shit You need to call Tyrone (call him) And tell him I said come on Now 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 you don't know how to act, so matter fact I'm gettin tired of your shit you don't never buy me nothin And every time you come around you got to bring Jim, James, Paul and Tyrone