Tyrone (Extended Version)

I'm gettin' tired of your shit

You don't never buy me nothin'

And everytime you come around

You got to bring Jim,John,Paul,and Tyrone

Now 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

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!

Hold up,listen partner I ain't no cheap thrill

Cause Miss Badu's always comin' for real

That you know the bill, dear

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

When we out it's ought to be

You made me right in the back seat and then in right chill, I said then in right chill

So I think you'd better call Tyrone (Call'm)

And tell him come on

help you get your ****(Come on, Come on, Come on)

You need to call Tyrone

(Call him)

Hold on

But you can't use my phone

Oh,Take my bills pay my bills, I'm gotta let you know that what I'm feeling is real

Day ,the day life with you is no thrill, it's getting late, no time to waste, so just go and also have some meditate

Emmm, Emmm, Ha

Like my cown, Sing my song

I don't give a damn if it's right or wrong

Doo Doo (Come on, Come on, Come on)day or night, wrong or right

Tell your boys to find another place to watch the fire

Don't make me go get big night, oh

So tell your boys that's a little storm, tell they gonna need a place to go (Call'em)

I don't care about your guest Lily

You can tell'em you broke up with me ( Come on, Come on, Come on)