Lyrics Original text:
[Erykah] "Lets See How Ya'll Groove to this" "Alright" 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, & 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 used to be, Baby But ya don't know how to act So matter of fact [Chorus] I think ya better call Tyrone (Call Him) And Tell him come on, Help you get your Shit (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 ass Oh, Well hold up Listen partna I ain't no cheap thrill Cause Miss Badu is always comin' for real And you know the deal 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 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'm gon' tell you the truth Show and prove or get the boot I think ya better, (Erykah Badu-He, he he) (Call Him) And tell him come on Help you get your shit You need to call Tyrone (Call Him) [Erykah Badu]"Hold On" But ya can't use my phone
Lyrics Notandum:
[Erykah] Let see how this tank Ya'll Good I am gettin 'tired of your dog feces I have never been you do not buy nothin ' Whenever I see you around You must be Jim, James, Paul, and Tyrone See why we can not become our own, sometimes See I always have this in my mind A very long time I just want it to be You and me As in the past is that the infant However, the ADB do not know how to take action Therefore, the fact [Chorus] Ya I would like to better appeal to Tyrone (Tell him) Come on and tell him to help you dog feces (Come on, Come on) You need to call Tyrone (Tell him) And tell him I said come Now, every time I ask you a small cash You say no, turn right, let me around some ass Oh, ah accommodate Listen to partna I do not have the pleasure of cheap The reasons for Miss Badu is always comin 'true And you know to deal with Every time we go to I love to meet more than wallets Pay your way and your homeboys way Sometimes the way your cousin They do not need to pay There is no car Hang around in bars Try to hang around with the stars Like flowers I-kun 'to tell you the truth Show and prove Or boot Ya I would like better, (Erykah degree, he, he he) (Tell him) Come on and tell him Help you dog feces You need to call Tyrone (Tell him) [Erykah flowers] shelving But Asia can not use my phone
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