Album Cover Tyrone (extended Version)

Tyrone (extended Version)

ERYKAH BADU

7

I'm getting tired of your shit

You don't never buy me nothin'

And every time you come around

You gotta bring Jim, John, Paul and Tyrone

Now, why can't we be by our self 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, babeh

But 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 cash

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

O, well hold up

Listen partner, I ain't no cheap thrill

'Cause Miss Badu's always comin' for real

You know the deal

Everytime we go somewhere

I've got to reach down in my purse

To pay your way and yo homeboy's way

And sometimes your causins way

When we all went out to eat

You made me ride in the backseat

And that ain't right, child

I said, that ain't right child

So 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)

(Hold up) But you can't use my phone

(Extended version)

Oh, take my pills, pay my bills

I'm here to let you know that what I feel is real

Take the daylight with you

(Come on, come on, come on)It's no thrill

It's gettin' late

No time to wait

You need to go'on so I can meditade

Hmmmm, Hmmmm

Light my coam , sing my song

I don't give a damn if I'm right or wrong

Toodluu, toodluu (come on, come on, come on)yade yadad-dad-dad-dad

Day or night, wrong or right

Tell your boys to find another place to watch the fight

Don't make me go get Big Mike, oh

So tell your boys that I litt the stove

That you gon' need a place to go

I don't care but you gots to leave

You can tell'em you broke up with me

I wanted you to massage my toes

But you rather play dominos

So baby get up off your knees and hands

And go and tell it to the preacherman

But first 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)

Hold up!

But you can't use my phone..