Tyrone (Extended Version)

Alright then, Alright then I'm gettin' 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 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 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 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 well, hold up, listen partner, I ain't no cheap thrill 'Cause Miss Badu's always comin' for real And you know the deal Every time we go somewhere I gotta reach down in my purse To pay your way and your homeboys way And sometimes your cousin's 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) But you can't use my phone Oh, take my pills, pay my bills I'm here to let you know that what I feel is real (Call him) Take the daylight with you, it's no thrill (Come on, come on, come on) It's gettin' late, no time to wait You need to go on so I can meditate (Call him) Light my cone, sing my song I don't give a damn if I'm right or wrong (Call him) Toodluu, toodluu, yade yadad dad dad dad (Come on, come on, come on) Day or night, wrong or right Tell your boys to find another place to watch the fight (Call him) Don't make me go get Big Mike, oh So, tell your boys at the liquor store That you gon' need a place to go (Call him) I don't care but you gots to leave You can tell 'em you broke up with me (Come on, come on, come on) I wanted you to massage my toes But you rather play dominoes (Call him) So baby, get up off your knees and hands And go and tell it to the preacher man 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