เพลง Tyrone (Live)

Tyrone (Live) - Erykah Badu

Lyrics by：Erykah Badu/Norman Hurt/Erica Wright

Composed by：Erykah Badu/Norman Hurt/Erica Wright

Produced by：Erykah Badu/Norman Hurt/Norman "Keys" Hurt

I'm a taste as out

Like qucik get out

Now keep in mind that I'm an artist

And I'm sensitive about my ****

But y'all been nice about it

Alright

Sisters how ya'll feel

Brothers ya'll alright

Let's see how ya'll groove to this

Alright

I'm gettin' tired of your ****

You don't never buy me nothin'

See everytime you come around

Around

You got to bring Jim James Paul and Tyrone

See 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 you used to be baby

But you don't know how to act

So matter of fact

I think you better call Tyrone

Call him

And tell him come on

Help you get your ****

Come on come on

You need to call Tyrone

Call him

And tell him I said come on

Now everytime I ask you for a little cash

You say no and turn right around

And ask me for some a*s

Oh well

Well hold up

Listen partner

I ain't no cheap thrill

'Cause miss Badu is always comin' for real

And you know the deal nigga

Everytime we go somewhere

I gotta reach down in my purse

To pay your way and your homeboys way

And sometimes your cousin's way

Way

They don't never have to pay

Don't have no cars

Hang around in bars

Try to hang around with stars

Like Badu

I'mma tell you the truth

Showing groove

Or get the boot'

I think you better

Call him

And tell him come on

Help you get your ****

Come on

Come on

You need to call Tyrone

Call him

Hold on

But you can't use my phone