Tyrone (extended Version) Lyrics - Erykah Badu

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, and Tyrone 

See why can't we be by ourselves sometimes 

See I've been havin' this on my mind for a long time 

I just want it to be, you and me 

Like it used to be, baby 

But 'cha don't know how to act 

So matter fact 

I think you'd 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 

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Now every time I ask you for a little cash 

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

Oh! Whoa! 

Now hold up, listen partner I ain't no cheap thrill 

Cause Miss Badu's always comin' for real 

You now the deal, nigga 

Everytime we go somewhere, I gotta reach down in my purse 

To pay your way and your homeboy's way 

And sometimes your cousin's way 

They don't never have to pay 

Don't have no cars 

Hang around in bars 

Tryna hang around with stars 

Like Badu Ima tell you the truth 

Show improve 

Or get the boot 

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I think you'd 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) 

Hold on... 

But you can't use my phone